Thursday, July 28, 2016

Susan Hawthorne #210 time


time never moves so slowly
as when the grandfather clock
ticks
and you wait for
that awkward
question

2 comments:

  1. I love it. So concise. To the exact point. But it opens up as slowly as a flower at the end.

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