Home early afternoon

on a Wednesday

only because I can

walk the dog

and take a nap

Not even bothering

to set an alarm

wake to make a pot

of fully caffeinated coffee

Though even at two o’clock

I know I shouldn’t

At sixty-three

I spend a good bit of time

trying to take care

but there are moments

when the luxury and pleasure

Of doing outweighs

the caution required

to live forever

The dog sleeps on the couch

and the coffee

black and hot

Is good.