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Maura gave me a watch Many Christmasses ago; Time and again its hands Moved me. It had a crystal face, Nickel-plated case, A golden crown, Calendar window, And a dial with Arabic numerals. A ten dollar Timex That made me feel like a million. The brothers didn't have a watch, But I had a second hand For accurate readings Of who could **** the longest, Hold their breath for two minutes, How long it took for the kettle to boil, Or a snail to crawl. Everything could be timed, And timing, like my watch, Was everything. I was the timekeeper, And took duties seriously. I wore it on my left arm, One day the sweep second froze, The big and little hands stopped. A spring or something broke; The date was a constant Grim reminder.
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Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 8:48 AM UTC
The Sweep
Maura gave me a watch Many Christmasses ago; Time and again its hands Moved me. It had a crystal face, Nickel-plated case, A golden crown, Calendar window, And a dial with Arabic numerals. A ten dollar Timex That made me feel like a million. The brothers didn't have a watch, But I had a second hand For accurate readings Of who could **** the longest, Hold their breath for two minutes, How long it took for the kettle to boil, Or a snail to crawl. Everything could be timed, And timing, like my watch, Was everything. I was the timekeeper, And took duties seriously. I wore it on my left arm, One day the sweep second froze, The big and little hands stopped. A spring or something broke; The date was a constant Grim reminder.
francie-lynch
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Jun 14, 2016
Jun 14, 2016 at 8:48 AM UTC
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