Having to wait and wait and
Well, wait - makes me feel
Well, subjugated by the judgmental
Face with the three differently
Sized hands winding around by
Seconds by
Minutes by
Hours passing so slowly when it
Comes to things that matter and
Quickly when drivel consumes...
Getting caught in the fray of time
Unwinds my mind because there is
No recapturing precious moments
Passed on the face wrapped around
My wrist, on walls, in analog and
Digital... looking at me through
Numbered eyes.
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