Five am slides by and suddenly I am
conscious. It is a bolt-up right kind of awake
that you get while on your side, for no reason
is, sleep never eluded me before, so how come
now in the ultimate bummer time of life
can’t I get some god damn shuteye?
As if that
would be too hard. As if that would be me
catching too much of a break: to take a full
night in, peacefully and with sincere rest.