With the first faint stirring
from the realm of dream
I woke up before a live
question - clogged night.
Neighbor's old wall clock
made a triune sound,
musical, then it went
back to her deep sleeping,
like an alcoholic muttering
in some other world.
I made to open the sac
full of questions
but it was already open
just the way I'd left it
as I fell into sleep
p'haps, while tackling
the entire Yesterday.
