Time is like a snail
today
       slow
             slow
                  slowly
the hand moves around the
clock.
        tock
            tock
                tickety tock
My thought become stagnant
primordal things
              attuned to nothing
just white noise
                     and static
as I wait for the world to deliver me
            something anything
different to the
                    tickety
                           tock
                               tock
                                   tock
       of the slow moving clock

white noise
               and static
                          white noise
and static....
            
          *.Nunc Cocleam.

the day
steel gray

the man
no coherent plan

the cat, curled
back to the world

the bed, rumpled
but inviting

the man
climbs inside

wishing for
a girl
with which to abide

on this
steel grey
and ******* down
rainy day.

the cat
couldn't give a ****
either way...