A makeshift bed
in a familiar room
a lingering, pervasive
overwhelming sense of doom

The hum of a fan
The creak of the floor
The subtle insecurity
of needing something more

The light through the window
The rain on the glass
The absolute uncertainty
of how long this will last

A fitful night’s sleep
A brand new resolve:
If I don’t try and do this now
I won’t do it at all