I fully exercise my brood First thing in the mourn Dark and murky coffee brewed Radical free verse bourne Haiku Tanka Senryu cadence Drives morning muse stance dance Since my brood is grown and gone Performed with no one looking on Can execute with awkward impunity Brewed in social media immunity From dark brooding brew confusion A day of perpetually amused infusion
Brewed…good one. **raises cup of coffee to you** ☕