“Found a Dead Body This Mornin’ Early”

Rainy and cold. Breakfast at the café
Early. Warm inside. Windows all steamy
Still dark. That first cup of thank-God coffee
Sausages, eggs, and wheat toast on the way

An old friend walks in. Hangs up his wet coat
“Coffee, please.  Pancakes.”
               “Are you off to work?
How about that early project?”
                “Naw, I’m done

Think I’ll go home and hit the recliner;
Found a dead body this mornin’ early”