Nailed to the wall

November 14, 2011

My clock is broken.

It worked before.

this

that

hit

that

cool

cat

do.

It broke.

Some time ago.

I think I did it.

It was an accident.

I don’t really remember.

Now it just hangs, staring blankly

Gazing dumbly from magazine ads

I can’t even tell if the days go by

too  fast, too slow, or too anything at all

i live comfy and anxious

like dog on couch

when owner away

but he’ll come back.

Won’t he?

My broken clock watches from its coma

10:10.  Always smiling.

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