do you hear that?

about 4 a.m.
the battery in
one of several smoke alarms
dies, and gives
out a plaintive weep.
they are dotted
about the house.
I say out loud,
do you hear that,
that incessant beep.
I think it's the smoke
alarm.
I look over
but there's no one
there.
I get up and walk through
the darkness
looking for a red
light flashing,
listening for the staggered
eek.
it could be anywhere.
on any floor.
I wonder if I have any
of those strange squared
fat batteries
in the kitchen drawer.
I give up
and go back to bed,
shut the door, put a pillow
over my head
and fall back to sleep.