boiling

4:49 am
up again
boiling the same water
chill air
impatient for the promise of a whistle
heat alchemizing liquid to steam
silky blued light whispers at the screens
crickets chirpsong as spun sugar petals unfold
and is this life?
these patterns
unfolding around me while I stand transfixed by a kettle
boiling the same water
from yesterday
the day before
never fully emptied
I boil the same water
an endless cycle
how like a human
to wonder at the purpose of life
while its perfect puposelessness crashes all around her
beckoning
the cat signals breakfast
I should drink my coffee outside
but I won't