unsure about line breaks because i wrote it as a block

[apiphile]

coffee break

The dawns grow colder and I,
glued to glass, am filled
with obscure sorrows; thoughts
of goose-feathered death
and my shortening tomorrows fog
the cold breath on the window-pane;
as the sun begins its truncated circuit
again, another short year
takes flight, but while there is still
sufficient to do it in,
I will write.