you woke me up last night, a gentle ringing in my ears
and your voice buzzed my limbs to life, shaking fingers
and no hand to hold, a cautions unfold of my lids and my elbows turned blue.
I did not fall back asleep, but wondered,
for a night, a morning, an afternoon
what you conquered in a call, an early morning buzzing in my limbs
that woke me up last night and keeps me sitting, a gentle ringing in my ears,
shaking fingers. I do not lie back.