When I go to sleep at night I cannot throw my clothes into the laundry basket or put them down in simple disarray,
But place them well within grasp, separate and on display.
For the call can come at any hour to bring about the task,
That moment of eternity, while I drink its empty flask.
A few simple words hushed, rattling the mind with increasing urgency,
dread arises and with a flash I am up, “come quickly, it’s an emergency.”