early morning as it is before sunrise,
the tapestry of sleep eludes me this night
as I sit on the couch wondering why...
windows to the outside world are dark
and reflective save a street light that
shines through one of them like a cross...
a ceiling fan rotates silently around as
its base quivers around in smaller circles
passing a gentle breeze down below...
quietness rings in my ears and I realize
my hearing has diminished for there
is absolutely nothing that I hear...
my eyes are fuzzy and unclear as I
attempt to focus them on nearby objects
then those not so close as they dim...
cats sit around me for their early morning
treat but not this early I say to myself and
their compliance disturbs me more...
morning coffee heated in the microwave
awakens me with each sip as its flavor
and aroma fills my empty living room...
a burden upon my shoulder sits, its
claws dug into me like an angry cat
and I worry about its outcomes...
moments move slowly in the dark
and the eyes take their time adjusting,
sleep sits on the couch's arm watching.
17 May 2022
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