There is a buzzing next to my ear
I lie under my sheets unbelievably unwilling
rustling I know that sleep has passed
I jump down, stand up and stretch.
I don’t own coffee or a press
so my day starts with my other caffeine
reading a book I continue to rub the sleep from my eyes
others awake and day is begun.
I leave my home knowing that it awaits
my bed becoming dormant and deathly
so soon I will return
so soon I will be under the covers.
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