Awake

poetry by heather
17 September 2001
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You're still up and I'm still up,

 

the only two people awake in the world.

 

 

So there must be a reason

 

better than distance

 

when we\'re not together

 

comparing dark circles

 

and counting the hours of sleep

 

we don't get

 

and talking 'til morning

 

so we can pretend

 

that nothing but accident keeps us awake,

 

together. That's one more night gone

 

when sleep happens,

 

or doesn't, in between sentences,

 

and I'd wake up answering

 

where I left off,

 

a nap between paragraphs

 

and you still think that I always make sense.

 

That's one morning more

 

I wake up, or don't,

 

stupid with love,

 

or with sleep deprivation,

 

and you're stupid too,

 

only not over me.

 

 

You're still up and I'm still up,

 

the only two people awake in the world.

 

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