6:22 a.m.
I close my eyes to the alarm clock
Returning to the road
Flying out before me
Through the desert with
Distant mesas on the horizon.
I can sleep one more hour.
The path now takes me
Through the redwoods
And onto the beaches
To hear waves crashing.
6:37 a.m.
No, I cry. I no longer work!
But a pain settles in
My back and I turn over.
And drift off for a
Moment under the cover.
7:00 a.m.
I sigh and stretch before
Getting up to face the day.
All the possibilities
I dream of but
Reality gets in the way.