You over here...the perps over there

In the wee morning
You over here
And the perps
Over there
Are eating the same nutritious breakfast

It will be a killer
Of a day
But for now
The sun is behaving itself
Squatting just over the horizon
With last night's sex on its mind

You are prepared
You are up
For any damn thing the day has to offer

But what about the perps?
The perps
Who are superconductors
At any temperature
Say nothing
About their plans
For the day

Except that you
My friend
My bell and scar
You figure
In them

                                       -- Montevideo, October 5, 2010

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