Watch
I used to live in a watch
I followed the movements of the screws and cogs
It isn’t till recently I broke out of that box
Now I live life untimed
Free from the rudementary
But without that who are we
Without purpose, movement or symmetry
Without the hand the face is lost
Now I’m a watch without batteries forever stoped
If only I were a sun clock, then my dependability would never stop
But a las I am not
I am not
But a faceless clock to a lost watch
Forever stoped
Copyright © Hope Armstrong | Year Posted 2024
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