Foxes on the Motorway

Late January,
and everything feels
like 4am.
Foxes crossing the motorway.
The current waiting time through security
is twelve minutes.
No lingering at Duty Free;
gate closes at 05.55.
One small bag,
out and back same day.
I'll sleep on the flight.
Sleeping household behind me.
Sleeping cats and dogs.
Foxes on the motorway at 4am.
I'll sleep long enough when I'm dead.

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