sitting up back aches
the room cool
bed losing warmth,

why would i say
"i would tear down the sky?"

blink slowly
walk to find food,

penny away  sat on a couch
book in hand dressed in a overly large t - shirt,

i ask - what time is it?

Penny replies - 3 am i think, can't sleep boss?

i grab water from a fridge - bad dreams, or prophetic...

burn the sky?...

flopping down on a chair hand rubbing my beard,

Penny a smile - ride out the weird, think to much
cracks sanity...

sipping water - good advice, who said it?

Penny - you after my first mission...

feel taken aback - my memory is borked and even your face

was a struggle to recall,

she smiled - your still you, the way you act and carry
yourself,

she sat with me and held my hang,

i squeeze back - who else have i forgotten?

Penny - we'll deal when its needed,
a few are fuzzy even to me,

Leaning into her, i found sleep again,

light when i woke,

Mechancial voice - reality breach detected
car is being prepared...