Eugene Morning

Why?

I wake up when it is still dark

Stars outside my window
Black square of sky
Cold dawn

To write these few lines
Shout out to the universe
A distant simmering on the horizon
It is this interlude where I feel the most lost


Powerless and waiting
I can’t change my life, my fate, the coming day
A halo, lightening slowly, anxiety, believing
That scary place where I’m not sure what I’m capable of
I haven’t disappeared, yet
Dusky tree branch-outlined unknown
The future is too hard to see

What?