Poem: Knock Turn All

something happens late at night or early in the morning

unable to sleep; hear rain in group splashes, hacking cough

from next door (make mental note to order a ‘quitline pack’  for the neighbour)

and figure it’ll be another night up and on until next day with the closest thing

to a restful thought, being, when the boss says, angrily, “asleep on the job, aga…