Dawn, a bit down,
stopped by this morning,
hoping to catch a ride to night,
found us as usual running late,
in need of speed, luck, good lights
just to make noon on time.
Plus, it's no good, co-dependent,
enabling patterns of friends
who find a way to intrude on life.
Maybe, listen, try to smile,
offer eggs, not a ride,
with hollandaise, sunny side up.