I like early mornings. I feel as though
they belong to me, quiet, crisp, and new.
Early Tuesday morning, on my way to work,
I stopped at a corner near the downtown
area to meet my second bus.
I could have gone a bit farther, to go to
the place where I could enjoy a hot chai latte,
but I'd seen this -- a clear inky sky serving
as the backdrop for skyscrapers,
set off by a perfect sliver of Moon, dangling
in just the spot meant to balance
the yellow office lights and red logos.