time, in deed

lately,

nightly:

vision blurry,

body slumped and

thoughts a-flurry

i need fresh air,

i need sleep --

need to try and

work to keep

up this soul which

slumbers deep

sometimes,

oft' times:

clouded sight-lines,

dreams forgot or

stabbed in fork tines

think i'll paint or

think i'll read --

know and show

that i've been freed

and this is borrowed

time, indeed