Intelligent conversation
is reduced to a type of
remote sparse repartee
and a few grunts after
the alarm goes off as
lips, tightly pressed
together, mumble,
"Um mornin, wuv yu."
We have that certain
understanding we two,
until Listerine and Crest
have done their thing
then, it's a race against
the clock, to get out of
the house, but not before
a proper morning kiss.

I really liked this one because it made me giggle. It's oh-so true and i have had this experience many times. Good use of the title. Loved it. 




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