resetting all the clocks in the house

at some point, in the middle

of the night,

the power went

off.
a storm blew through.

but sleep has a way of keeping

you from

the rest of the world.

unburdened

by what's going on

beyond your soft pillow.

who cares

what time it is when

you're sound asleep?

i barely

care when 'm awake,

although i do need the

power on, come morning,

to make coffee.