May 23, 2013
at 4:33 am, when the street was quiet
i was awake, pale skin glowing, fingers thrumming
eyes glazed, slouched over a computer screen
and i felt happy and miserable all at once
at 4:35 i turned off the lights but left the curtains open
darkness seeping in, a thunderstorm roaring
a flash of light and a bellowing crack
and i was tucked into bed, safe
a thunderstorm sang me to sleep
gave me peace from wakefulness
and when i woke up, i didn’t remember my dream
or the way the bright light must have filled the room that night
when the thunderstorm sang me to sleep
