Breakfast - Bill Callahan

I can hear her out

In the kitchen

Making breakfast for me

I’m still in bed and

I can see it all in my head

I’ll wash the plates that just don’t break

As she lays her burden down for me

She don’t eat, she don’t sleep

Why, she don’t even drink

I drink so that we don’t fight

She don’t drink so that we don’t fight

She hates to watch me eat

Or go hungry

Still loves me, you see

And she’s been leaving like a sun tan

Ever since the sunset began

And when she leaves the surgery

She leaves her watching me

And breakfast is my favorite meal of the day