sleepy

...buzz...
he awoke with a start
and tried to rub
the sleep from his eyes but
the sleep clung on

even as he,

s l u g g i s h,

grabbed his towel
and walked,

l a z i l y,

to the bathroom

past the dining table where
from a cup
coffe steam licked at his nose
beckoning him
to "sit and talk a while..."
(no, i'm not going
to quote the whole thing)

he ignored the steam.
and was greeted by cold
in the bathroom.
he used his hands
.
.
.
to sprinkle some water on
his bare chest
and face
to drive the sleep away.

eventually he would win.

but
not
for
long.

sleep would have it's victory.
at work.