Against the Clock

snores,
  wakes up,
     snores,
       wakes up. . .
pinches spouse
rolls back to sleep
face grows red as a flaming sun
eyes
  open
    close
      open
        close
    rolls
lover on the punch bag floor
alarm
  laughs
    dial
  spins
its dreams dramatic

1/30/2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Wolf Avatar
January 31, 2020 at 11:01 AM
'Beat the Clock' makes a comeback! Remember that show?! Oh, well... dating myself again... ~ OOD (Out-of-date)
Rodrigues Avatar
January 31, 2020 at 7:13 PM
I think we are in the same bracket or close :) Yes I do remember.
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