Time stops. The sweep hand seconds that no-motion It fluttered in warning for several days You were warned, and now you are out of time That thing on your wrist is now but a weight
Oh, what is the nature of time? one asks Oh, where is there a fresh 370? The watch-opener reposes patiently The tiny screwdrivers wait silently
Because without a 370 battery
(Which you can’t find in this town)
A watch is only useless tattery
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is: Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com
It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel.
Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: THE ROAD TO MAGDALENA, PALEO-HIPPIES AT WORK AND PLAY, LADY WITH A DEAD TURTLE, DON’T FORGET YOUR SHOES AND GRAPES, COFFEE AND A DEAD ALLIGATOR TO GO, and DISPATCHES FROM THE COLONIAL OFFICE.