Pencil Shavings

Friday, July 01, 2005

The clock

The clock at the bottom right of the screen
Counts the seconds and the minutes, and finally
The hours, between eight and six;
The months, between payday and caution;
The years, between which one grows old;
With decades tucked in the belt, a realisation,
That wisdom was never in the package
When you signed above the dotted line.

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