Rhino

Here I was, with my tea, music and poetry,

The morning. Complacent, smiling, satiated 

The day after meeting freinds over cups of tea

And sweets and laughter.

My heart, lazy and full of mush

Like a rhino, immersed in water

Silent, just alive.

A whistle goes off in the kitchen

The oven dings

The cook calls to attention spices gone missing

And just like that real life takes over

Silencing the poetry

Hushing the music