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Friday, September 12, 2008

A Faulty Clock

wet streets

slick and black

puddles that shimmer

as new droplets

add themselves

to the mix 

 

busy intersection lights

reflect in the dark

surface of the puddles

night presses its face

against the windows

of this corner café 

 

across the street

a red brick arch

marks the entrance

to free public parking

a white faced clock

announces the time

to cafe patrons

and passersby 

 

the clock, however

is off by three

and one half hours 

I glance at it

every few minutes

sipping my coffee

my pen hesitating

in its journey

across the page

 

closing time is ten p.m. 

and in this moment

the clock says five-to-one 

my head calculates

does the simple math

of its own accord

I smile marking time

with a faulty clock

and the scratching

of my favorite ink pen

it is a very good night

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