The world is still
Refrigerator hums
I’m wide awake, clear headed
It’s 4 am
Cat draped on chest
Scratch his head
Paw pats face
Jelly bean toes knead away
Pokety poke – a few claws need trimming
It’s 4 am
Hum of cars on road
Wheels woosh by
Punctuated by moments of stillness
Brain whirs
It’s 4 am
Much too early to wake up
Eyes itchy
Throat feels raw
Darkness envelopes room
With the exception of
Haze of street lights
Just outside window
It’s 4 am
The world is still
With the exception
Of my brain
Stomach gurgles
What to do?
I write
Share a slice of insomnia
It’s 4 am
Much too early to wake up
and be alert
Unit above me – toilet flushes
I am not alone
With thoughts flitting through brain
Cat purrs
Content with my companionship
It’s 4 am
Any vestiges of sleep swept away
Time to start my day.
Wordsmithing 
It’s too early except during the SOL month when we seem to wake up earlier or stay up later for some strange reason making an hour or two extra out of each and every day! I did 4:30 today!
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Sometimes we just have to go with it when we wake so early… in this case, it lead to poetry!
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4 a.m.is super early. Slice of insomnia sums it up well. I am sure many readers can relate to this.
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Slice of insomnia would have made a great title for this post.
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