3:00 AM

3:00 AM

A stray gust startles me awake
the grey hum of the AC roaring back up again.

Falling out of bed
my toes probing around for the safety
of my bed corner?
ouch

Eyes crinkling awake
I stumble to the bathroom
the fluorescence sticking to my skin
cold water grazing my hands
and beading up as the faucet closes.

Back in bed I lay
staring into the recesses of the ceiling

My light fixtures start making faces
the sparks dancing,
holding hands! The bulbs
recreate stories
twisting themselves into fantastical
contortions of themselves
flickering in and out

A melody creeps in through the cracks of the window
and effused with the thickness of night
lulls me back to dreams
of simpler problems.