second hand pushes up
the weight of minutes,
in turn lifting hours
it struggles climbing
from seven to eight
slipping back a bit
by nine it trembles
but inserts itself
notch by notch
the last fifteen seconds
are desperations of
loud ticks
and when the twelve is
reached, it brief rest
is pushed overtime—
plunging straight down
to the six again,
loosely swinging.
the minute felt a slight
nudge forward, but the
hour paid little attention...
"the inertia of a moment"
© 2020 by Seranaea Jones
all rights reserved
Aug 26, 2020
Aug 26, 2020 at 6:29 AM UTC
second hand pushes up
the weight of minutes,
in turn lifting hours
it struggles climbing
from seven to eight
slipping back a bit
by nine it trembles
but inserts itself
notch by notch
the last fifteen seconds
are desperations of
loud ticks
and when the twelve is
reached, it brief rest
is pushed overtime—
plunging straight down
to the six again,
loosely swinging.
the minute felt a slight
nudge forward, but the
hour paid little attention...
"the inertia of a moment"
© 2020 by Seranaea Jones
all rights reserved
