Bleary-eyed in the Dark

Fuzzy blue slippers shuffle on
an uneven sidewalk in another
much-too-early morning hour outing.
The four-legged hairy sniff monster snuffles
his nose in the grass as
Orion’s left foot winks at me.
As small as it seems there hanging in the sky,
it swallows me whole as
I’m lost in the visible vapor of my own breath.