on a Monday

some light fog
has crept into the coast
"on little cat feet"

the addition moisture
simultaneously
amplifies and muffles
the morning sounds

I feel like
Professor Xavier
sitting on my porch

I hear a tire splashing
in the gutter
4 blocks away

I can smell the sage
blooming
on the hillsides

all whilst
enjoying
a cup of coffee

and

a local bird
Jimi Hendrix'
reincarnation
lilting thru
the star spangled banner

on a Monday