Thursday, January 7, 2010

batteries....

right clocks
that tell the wrong time
get
new
batteries.
surged with power
for only a minute
leave broken hands
and
lost
wonder.
envious faces with
aged lives,
reflect passing
with a slow
t i c k
t o c k.
the best time tellers
stop time cold.
only alive in a thought
or a sound...in someone elses
loss...
the clock rests on the wall
and begs for the power
to click
and
tell the hour of my day.
it stopped at 8:42.
i still hear it beat...
habit at best.
i bought batteries today...
they're still in the bag.

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