Minutes after
The hour nearly past
I wonder how long
How long will this last?
Sawdust in my eyes
Awoken by breakfast smells
Should I even try?
Old quotations in my sky
I'm sitting
Wondering
Why?
I realize.
I must not lie.
Minutes after
The hour has passed.
I wonder how long this will last
It's wet.
The next stone
I must move on
Before I know it
It will be gone.