I dangle my whole body
from the end of the minute hand
as it mounts its way
toward the hour,
no use,
it swings me into tomorrow
right on time.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged missed deadline, poem, poetry, time on February 16, 2016| 2 Comments »
I dangle my whole body
from the end of the minute hand
as it mounts its way
toward the hour,
no use,
it swings me into tomorrow
right on time.