Henceforth Aspirations

Won a chemical lottery
This morning
Awaking lion grin
And stallion strut
The energy
Positively contagious

Howling troubadour
Steering wheel snare
And finger guns
For fellow
Tombstone commuters

Frosty barnacles
Of dead winter dawn
Melting in the wake
Of all this
Solar activity

A first taste of
Spring on the lips
Of her breath
Budding nubs
And I accept your
Resuscitation
On this first sunrise
Before the rest
Of my days