Sunday, December 1, 2019

Kit Kelen #1429 - tick tock

1429
tick tock

there’s some part of the clock we inhabit
tell the tune far far green
somewhere we certain anxious rush
or signature of time
trails off

you couldn’t dream the numbers
they get you off
metabolism a Christmas come
and Easter in

hair trigger
further in a season fold
under hat
with tip tap rain

and here for ease
a grace note rest
we’ll come to the top by’n’by

it’s next year in Jerusalem
here is my rewards card

tricks first of fire
when time burnt a hole
in all pockets

when we were young, beautiful
never knew
and now is it a battery runs down?

who can tell mechanism?

wind-up tribes of a crime have flocked

surveillance!  all under eternity’s eye

luck pours through and out
the others side
tap dripping still

only the night of hours between

fell into the mirror once
came up with this form of words

and it’s here the condemned
welcome dawn again
into the lonely cell

association’s progress scars

I was that rabbit
fob watch in my face
and mustn’t mustn’t be late 

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