Numbers

What are numbers in the end, it's 4 am..
I close my eyes my world is there, where slumber never yields me
a moments respite!
if only to stop the calculations, machinations of my brain,
daysweeksyearsdaysweeksyearsdaysweeksyears
they are only numbers in the end...
it's 4:08.
time shifts and passes yet I remain the same...
perhaps it was the slivovice,
a stimulant for my mind,
perhaps..
it was you.
it's 4:16
4:24
sigh