i awoke last
night, 3am 
stomach hurt
burned a little
too
went to the fridge
drank a few mouth 
fulls of milk right
from the carton
shuffled back
to bed
wide awake now
my white cat curled 
up tight on my bedspread
glowed subtly in the 
faint streaming light
from the window
crawled in bed
trying not to
distupt the cat's slumber
i lay there
mind going
too fast for
my own good
the creeping fear 
of uncertainty clawed
at my subconsciousness
the rednumbered digital 
clock stared at me
reproving
rolled over on my right side
facing the wall
prayed
i think
hoping to fall a sleep
my stomach 
burned a little
bunched the
pillows around my 
head
squeezed my eyes & willed
sleep to come--
it played coy
a muffled throat mew told me
to settle down
i tried
sleep played 
hard to get
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Been having a lot of nights like that myself. Hope it all shakes out soon.
me, too.
It's all part of getting older - and having the ability to think.
Hope it all shakes out soon.
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