Lost Between

It is early as I write

Almost an hour past


A young day has begun

And sleep won't

Take me.

So I read,

Glance out the window at

The starless sky,

And churn restlessly

As I watch 1 a.m.

loom overhead.

Multitudes await in unwritten

Hours, but in the meantime

I'm lost between night

And day,

With a heavy body

And eyes that refuse

to close.