Up early,
before sunrise, before the traffic.
The sky above my backporch was
a mix of streetlights, blurry stars and
slow moving clouds
Up too soon,
before work, before Saturday
Tight roping between watching the clock vs.
trying to convince myself there was more sleep to be found
hidden under my mattress.
Up again, in the gray/black that is between
way too late and much too early
Preoccupied with nothing at all,
staring out the window
looking for signs of life.
Up early,
breathing in and out.