Time Pieces
Time Pieces Frustrations wound too tight angrily twisted our words before he rushed out the door leaving me alone hands clenched in the face of advancing moonlight. How many times will we pass under the night without counting the stars? How many hours will we watch life tick by without living ours? Emotions working overtime strive to unwind from the mainspring that dictates with the sharp punch of its card. We wait for the two-for-one sales to stock up on desires manufactured on Venus and Mars with no time out for each other. So, we fight to connect as we cling to separate Pendulums slaving for the Sands that demand a lifetime contract. ________________________________________ This is an old one from when my ex-husband and I were newly weds. We worked at the same place, I worked days and he worked nights. We never got to see each other.