clock
the hammer
and the watch
spiking from above slowly with the
crocodile hair
flowing in the current breeze
it brings it down
to smash
the glass
the hands
fly
the numbers
melt
away
a coke
rolls
regularly across the floor
sploshing caffeine
splosh
splosh
eqidistance
the dentical shape
hits
a post
stops
evidence left the same
pattern in space
time against race
the glance
a face
the taste of love past
move fast
be last
find the length of a point
see it whole
mock haste
dance
and ride
swim the tide
suck down the plants
step between the smear
of stance
lick the cloud and climb the rock
then stop for a minute
step inside the framework
and wind
the clock.
© 1997 by Matthew Van Temple, all rights reserved
Matthew Van Temple is studying communication theory at Ohio University. He loves to think, and to write, and values nothing more than a late night conversation with a friend, preferably at Denny's.
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