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Give to me a Second Hand

by Maria Terezia Ferencz

Stop watching me
ticking tocking stalking
measuring my moments with cold precision
demanding unforgiving merciless system

you have a way of counting
up all my days
in cold hard seconds
never allowing for delays

I hate your hands
so cold they pass
over me each time
ticking away my destiny
taking from me what's mine

I hate your face especially
the way it is marked
NUMERICALLY
they way you travel
without memory

Can't you stop
a minute
slow down let me breathe
give to me a second hand
to set my soul at ease?




07/15/2006

Author's Note: I HATE clocks!

Posted on 07/15/2006
Copyright © 2024 Maria Terezia Ferencz

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Vere Mantratriad on 07/19/06 at 03:56 AM

I can't stand clocks either...I can only handle digital ones...I can hear a regular clock from across the room and the ticking drives me CRAZY. I always have to remove them from hotel rooms or people's guest rooms. ANYWAY, I didn't even notice the rhyming until I read Cole's comment... which is a GREAT accomplishment in my opinion... to have the rhyming work so well that you don't even notice it. Nice write.

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