Counting My Next Breath

Every puff

Every waft

Each passing Draft

Some skim shallow

Few dig deep

I keep on counting

Each of my breaths.

Floating on time

Wait for things to happen

Impatient to create

From the clay bestowed.

At Each sunrise.

Sunsets to vacant Space within

For breath to fill in.

Thank whom?

Who assures the Next Breath!

In a Form besides by bed

To assist me to avoid anoxic sleep

To see next Sunrise.

Try sleep!

Counting each breath pushed in.

Face gripped fast

With gentlest of a mask

Straps crossed over

For breath not to leak

Nor the form to squeak.

To hold it all tight

To get my next breath in.

No fight no struggle.

Sink and surrender

To this help kind.

One more breath to count

To awaken to a new sunrise

To sink in next Sunset.