My crossed leg dips
with my pulse – I’m
still alive – but a
nagging doubt is my
companion now until
my bloodpump is off
[there – shut down]
+ I hope for more –
I ‘dinnae’ what-for
is a dip of thought
that crosses here –
My value is tax-set
+ found in time – I
am not paid well in
papery poetry bonds
+ time is short too
Poem 2887 | Time is short too
