Saturday, March 26, 2011

Time metronome

Perhaps you knew from the sign
What kind it was
What kind of leverage it had
When it pieced me together.
Perhaps you knew when it cried
I was fine
You knew better.
Saturday the time
A calm front
Eyes burning into head
What does that mean
Eyes burning into head
It means...
Whatever keeps you up at night
A Saturday less sleep
Set metronome to three
Hours sleep
Perhaps you knew
When I cried
Tick tock
Time pendulum
Switches back and forth
Is it alarming
Only morning knows
And there was afternoon
And there was evening
Noon.

Denis Streeter 3/26/11

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