And he said
I'm not 9 to 5 person
Sometimes I'm
7 to 9
Sometimes I'm
10 to 7
Sometimes I'm
Round the clock

But while I rest
I just neglect
The **** time

First is a tree who's name wasn't taught
Next, then of course,  a tree now forgot
And then many maples
A spruce and a birch,
Then the last leafless branch upon which these words perch:

Now Into blue sky
Through the swirled clouds I search
On this dock, or a bible
In this lake like a church;

My soul does the backstroke
Toward the blue dream, I lurch.

Dear ......, how was I to know
That you would change
Everything I believed in
And give me
A new reason
To Live