My chest is wound tight.
The breath
doesn’t come easily.
What rattle?
What wheeze?
The child leads me
to the shed out back.
What happens here? rattle
I don’t know. wheeze
Do I know the child?
Of course I do.
It’s _______.

Watch the watchmaker make and watch
my slow, clumsy feet.
They, the feet of another, it seems,
are trying too hard. Slow down.
Screams not heard by deaf ears made
in vain. Try again later.
See the seemaker make and see
or don’t. It’s not time for
that says my slow, clumsy heart.
Blink once.
And see.
Make and see.