Early Rising

I don’t know why I woke at 4 a.m.
I wasn’t worried. Had I had enough
of rest in 10 days home? I doubt the REM
was adequate — my eyelids feel as rough
as if I were awake all night. I’m tough
and not at work today — a small mishap
is minor — sure I’ve dealt with bigger stuff.
There’s time this afternoon to take a nap.


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