Slumbers
I wake up in the middle of night to hear someone call me from another room. I wake up in the middle of night to have someone ask if I'm doing fine, and allay me to sleep back. I wake up to pull my blanket, to wrestle it with myself. I wake up in the middle of night to see if the night has been crawling toward twilight. I wake up from my nightmares. I wake up to gulp down water even though I'm not thirsty. I wake up to see someone has texted, mailed, pinged. I wake up in the middle of night to wait for the dawn to hit, and have me out of the bed, to get me away from the abysmally long nights. I wake up to see if the clock hands can have me wait more before I begin my day. I wake up in the middle of night to listen to the deafening silence broken by clock's second hand. I wake up to see if it is still snowing out there. I wake up to see if the rain will stop before I walk out for the work. I wake up to shut off the cooling. I wake up to see if I've missed anyone's c