One more ******.
Just push
And maybe I'll feel
Just a little budge.
No...no give
Just take. No time
To heal.


There is time
When I think
The time is lost in
Thought.
A clock who's
Concern is not
To tick but tock.

Daydreaming about
What makes us tick
Makes him lose track.

Instead he just sits,
Wondering if he'll ever
Be wound back.

Here I'm just sitting and
Waiting. A clock  
That won't tick,
Won't tok
And can't be walked
Can still be
Right
Twice a day.

How can
I ever know
When the time is

Right?