Nightly Awake

Nightly awake It's three in the morning eczema in my legs scratches like a myriad of ants and feet hurt it is diabetes looking for an outlet, I walk around the flat, a good thing it is large. From somewhere a dog whines its owner shush the dog must be in pain but can tell no one where it hurts. I hear the lift going down its owner is taking it out for a night walk or to a vet, perhaps the dog Has toothache I think of drinking a glass of wine but since it is dawn I settle for a cup of tea and a bisque as the blood sugar is too low, I add a teaspoon of sugar. Looking out of the window in my study I can see a light of a flat from a window in the opposite the building, someone else who can't sleep. I massage my feet, the infernal scratching has subsided and soon it will be morning.