I consider the
distance between the
Table and sofa
While my heart
As miner’s canary
Takes its last
breath
Too far by a
matter of inches
Or just right
The voice laughs
It is never just
right
I cannot sleep
There was a time
I think
But no more
Everything is
tomorrow and yesterday
Everything I knew
was coming
Has
And will
I guess that
makes me a real smart guy.