Up Since 3 AM


5:30 AM

Why am I awake?

Why do I not sleep?

Why am I here?

The questions, unanswered,

spring through my mind

like spring peepers below,

on the pavement beneath my window.

I watch the horizon from my bay,

staring at the concrete mountains of the city.

I long for the sky,

the sun, as the twilight dwindles

and bring me to life.