Poems of Jan Hauck
|5.||And keep me awake||3/8/2013|
I think any moment now...
Surely I will start to think any moment now...
I start to think that my feet lose their grip,
Fall down some stairs, start to fly,
But my brain remembers to go to work.
What day is it, where am I and who am I?
I should be awake but I don't want to be,
It is a second existence, very primal,