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Nov 2015
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?
Elizabeth P
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Elizabeth P  Texas
(Texas)   
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