the watch poem

your watch so carefully mirrors
you
small and delicate
holding mature treasures
from a memory past
pretty, unimposing
rounded and white faced
full of promise for
stability
and idle dreaming
of time

spectrum

september 9, 2013.

I want to isolate a part of you through a spectrum 

and project it on all my walls

then blindfold you to take away your eyes, 

because they mean something.