Just a minute
Of an hour each day
To be just me
Without something to say…

No words to feel
For the hour past-
For that was the moment
Not willing to last…

No need to ponder
Like a final meal-
I’d like another day
To cast a reel…

It’s a movie
Without its end-
Now the audience
Must pretend…

A fantasy
Of success in the pain-
Just give me a minute,
To smell the rain.