Ode To The Morning Mist

I missed my bed...
I missed my shower, and shave...
I missed my alarm clock...

I missed my SPERMOLOGIST...

My SEETHING, SCREECHING, SCRATCHING, SOAKING, SCREAMING,
SOARING, SPRAWLING,

STARING...

SOLID AS CEMENT...
GLUEY,
SPERMOPHILE,
SUCCULANT,

WOMAN...

But I didn’t miss THE AFTERNOON..