It Was the Diet Coke

By 4:06 a.m., decidedly
it was not the coffee,
or the chocolate
 
behind the up,
down,
stretch, roll,
turn, curl,
pillow fluff,
 
repeat.
 
Repeat.
 
REPEAT!!!
 
Just before dawn,
it hit me—I should’ve
had the pinot or the merlot,
 
NOT the Coke.