Morning

The will flexes
Seeks a lever
And finds dark coffee
Buzzing sounds
Superfluous beverage

Windy chill
Seek yet further
Ye wandering will

Comatose muscles
Thrive on play
Wrestle with canines
Starting the day

Dormant dreams awake
As slumbers fade
Plans one doth make
In living room shade

Action cries out
Demanding its share
Though often breakfast quells
Morning's demanding stare