The Idiot
For a reason unknown I awoke in the night
While the sun approached the edge as it might
If it wished to awaken this side of the ball
With the slightest of nudges, if any at all.
No. I’d have to say, having given it thought,
That the sun, in its 3AM slumber did not
Even rustle the rooster or shine on the crest
Of the uppermost mountain off to the west.
There still is the question then as to my stirring
That might be explained by a nightmare recurring
Or too many ounces drunk six hours prior
With prudence unpracticed before I retire.
There was no refuting the change in my state
From one unaware to one wide awake
Yet the cause of the premature stirring remains
To be found and yet – something about you explains
Why I sat up in bed as if suddenly shaken
To find that my wallet and watch had been taken
As well as the money I’d hidden away
That I don’t think I mentioned. Oh well. Anyway,
Your leaving last night while I slept was abrupt,
My landlord has keys and I think he’s corrupt,
Insomnia may be a sign of disease -
There you go! They say things happen in threes.
I’ll change all the locks and replace my ID
And I’m confident you’ll be returning to me
For you told me you loved me because I’m so bright.
Guess I’ll never know why I woke in the night.
Copyright © Rob Walker | Year Posted 2015
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