fragments (A friend.)

I often think of getting
an African-gray parrot for a friend.
A voice to bring the day into focus
with “Good morning” , from the corner
of his cage.

Before the first sip of coffee
In a cup, labeled
“Happy 50th”, in red.

I can take red, it’s always a choice.
I can take 50th, zeroes lose significance
in geometric progression.
I wonder about “Happy”.

A white wall responds
with pale ghosts, splattering my face.
“Good morning” casually-happy Day.
© 2011 by Nina K Orlovskaya