Clockwork

One day, one month, one year later

You still fill my “day-to-day”

And now I find myself unable

To handle all these conversations

With all these meaningless jokes

The saying goes, “time heals all wounds”

So I haven’t looked away from the clock

Much like a habit, I want to call out to you

But like the hands of time

We keep running past each other

Author's Note

ignore grammar

Reviews

[Addict With a Pen]

I especially like the last lines...how you related yourselves to the clock hands you always find yourself looking back at. The title, and the word choices, both used to overwhelm the reader with this idea of time, really work well.

[Juno]

I'm glad you enjoyed it!

[Wendy Seames Garner]

This could be about a relationship ended or even a lost loved one. An interesting take, Juno!

[Juno]

Thank you!

[Karen Redburn]

Interesting way of looking at too comfortable. I liked the read it was an easy to understand poem. Good piece!

[Juno]

Thank you so much!

[Karen Redburn]

Very welcome, all the best!