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.