The Quarantine Chronicles, Day 15

DAY 15: 3:43 am: I get up

go to the kitchen for a glass of

water, wait

I need to explain

I live on a hill looking down on the city

and dozens of apartment buildings

with maybe a couple hundred

windows with aluminum shutters

so I can monitor, if I want to,

creative activities on balconies

or see who's open for business.

I walk around the rooms in 

my house in the dark, 
I know them well,

but as I glance out

in the dead of a dead soul night

someone out there turns on a light

someone else is up

can't sleep, get a drink

use the john or just be

in the light in the middle

of the living night

of our dead

with our dread

a sight

another living being

unsettled
might be

young or old

hungry or thirsty

I'll never know

but someone else 

is out there.