suspends

my eyes open
at 5:22 AM
'not yet'
i answer to
thoughts of
am i awake?
is it time to get up?
do i start my day? now?
and as
half of me
falls back through
shadows and softness
i wonder at a
feeling like being
lifted away.
my senses surface fully,
sleeps ebbs off,
evaporates and condenses.
one more lost lifetime
recedes slowly,
traceless save for
the blade of light
beneath memory's
door.