my brain buzzes like a mosquito;
bladder’s full of water
at 5 am—
just give me the weight of the heavens,
seeing the curvature of the Earth
as my eyes close again—
the stars continue to wink
without provocation,
(but I don’t see them)
& light outside
is a heavy aquamarine—
I try to reach for you
on the other side of the bed,
but you are already
under the ocean—
please let me sleep again.
radical thoughts of expiration
are buzzing—quiet them all!
let’s inhale—exhale;
swat them away
until everything shuts off
in the almost-waking world—
snoring deep again
sun peeks through
the apartment buildings,
I miss it
until noon
a drone helicopter
darts by the window—
or, was it a dream?