The Mickey Mouse Clock

Already the morning is full of momentum and is beginning to crash through the defences, leaving pieces scattered behind. There are always broken things left in the wake of time. Take that Mickey Mouse clock for example with the snapped spring and missing hand, the toy truck with the bent and rusted out trailer, the football with its perished bladder. You would gather up all the broken toys and put them in a box in the vague hope that one day they could be fixed. They never were. A life always leaves a long trail of debris behind until there is nothing left to fall off, break or perish.