Writing

I turned on the computer
This morning, and it sighed
Gentle, like the wind at night
When it's had enough

I yawned
Up late the night before
Probably again tonight
Yet here I am

It's 5:30 and
I'm writing
Fingers tapping away
At the 26 keys

My pajamas shroud me
An XL shirt hanging
Off of S/M shoulders
And sweatpants, too comfy

I yawn again
And it sounds to me
Just like a sigh
A breath from the earth

Like the wind at night
When it's had enough