Packing lunch in the motionless morning

Spreading  seedy jam out to the edges

Bread always frozen and free of gluten

Cut by sharpest knife

Feet rooted to my kitchen spot

Sweet hush of fur waits for a walk
Snuggling with the neighborhood cats

Greeting Daisy as we sniff and stroll

Riding my heavy bike in the rain

The plump tires displace the puddles

Black water submits under the seam

Rubbery tire clenching to still muddy rain.