Stopped Watch
The clock says 2:30
Is that yesterday or tomorrow?
It hardly matters,
the hands don’t move anymore.
Sad things, frozen in time.
From one minute to the next,
the light vanished,
thunder shook the heavens
and the curtain came down.
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