Well isn't a relief to know
that inches have become
feet
and the time it takes for
you to reach your keys
has become a space
innumerable.

When you needed something
I was there despite the
tack stuck on my shoe,
or the clicking in the engine
as I drove to reach your room.
Where's the solace when I am
weak?

Lord, rescue me from numbers
and let me sleep so hard
that i forget to dream
for the dreams tend to be
stress, too, lately.