#ClockContemplation
(a wallclock comes into the stage and seats opposite me on the table)
THE CLOCK:(boasting)
in the gradual tide of life page
I ride as a sailor of time
my sails billowed by the wind of age
my crews in the command of my chime

The whir of my mechanical gears
are realized in the revolution of time
pushing through the axis of fears
with my single silver chime(winks)

i steer the ebb and flow
of the immaculate conception of a golden glow
I cause sunrise to...