Four Revisions of Morning

I.

I shuffled to footsteps tracing the cabin light after dawn.

You were still sleeping. I was still bleary.

I found my legs again. Found a path to the kitchen.

I cleaned the press. I boiled the water. I poured the grounds.

I waited for the glare to catch you beneath the mantle.

You were not ready to leave.

II.

I traced the cabin light after dawn,

Still sleeping, still bleary.

My legs found a path to the press.

I cleaned, I boiled, I poured

you beneath the mantle, waited

for the water to catch.

You were not ready.

 

III.

I traced the light. Found a path.

Poured myself beneath the water.

Waited to catch you.

 

IV.

I traced you beneath the water.

I waited.