Just A Winter Sky

January 27th, 2026

The Hawk Kitchen Outpost

7:30 am

The Radio is off —

not by deliberation

butt The Habit of It

was declined This Morning

as Eye choose now 2 sit

in the silence of my purring fridge

w a cat, Molly

on the ottoman here

& Jerome, The Convalescent

on my Tomato-coloured Couch

& Moulan in Palliative Care

secured in the downstairs bathroom

unaware of Her Final Stage —

my left leg is uncomfortable

after a 3-week old diagnosis

of osteoarthritis in my hips —

I do not believe in getting old

& prefer instead

2 gaze through the unfrosted

Sliding Glass Door

here in M(eye) Hawk Kitchen Outpost

2 The Scraggly Apple tips

encased in fuzzy ice

looking like reindeer antlers