Jake's Flea Market

this isn’t the time for someone to hear
a voice from outside the house and wake

sit up and rub
the waking into their eyes and stretch

stand up from the mattress warmed
by the sleeping hours and step

flip a switch on a wall and light
overnight windows time darkened

i bless 
you alone who heard a few minutes ago speak

the voice of a distant horn and understood
what the time said