Early Morning Darkness

In the early morning darkness dwindling,

the street lights are still on, illuminating Main Street

of our little town; the only folks up and out are

Cathy down at the convenience store brewing

coffee and laying out fresh baked donuts

for the truckers, log laden rigs, passing through

and the blue-collar crews, shift work in the mills

and factories, early risers, like me, pumping gas, and Jimmy

coasting into town on his bike, his neon safety vest reflecting

the street lights’ early morning glow in the darkness dwindling.