a pocket watch floats by golden but dented, scratched, engraved, marked on a highway of sorts of these pocket-watches
the pocket watches come in all sorts of metallic shades some bland, small, and working others large and delicately engraved slowing to a stop in front of your very eyes others mid-sized and beaten till the internal cogs show long gone floating all along this river in the sky
each mark tells a story a metal a personality an engraving a name a dent an injury a scratch a pain each pocket-watch a life.
Dear reader, when your time ends, what do you suspect your pocket watch will look like?