I awoke to an inquisitorial incandescence
flooding my apartment in the first hours
of a Saturday morning;
earliest I’ve been up on a weekend
in quite a long time.
I thought Damn!
Fell asleep with the kitchen light on,
so I dragged my groggy ass out of bed
to go flip the switch,
save some electricity.
But what I found were inert, greyed-out bulbs
and a window made celestial
by the sun rising gold.
Guess I’d forgotten what that looked like,
so I set up a chair and awestruckedly stared outside.