I wake up again
The darkness
stirs my restless
curiosity

It is morning
in a sense
and my senses
may be slow

Yet they react
in a muscle memory
worked out
long ago

I reach for a shower
The water helps
giving me clarity
to get out the door

In a fog I drive
Any lights
at the edges
of red eyes

The window looms
I wait and then
she hands me
my coffee

Just in time
to remind me
I am awake
for real