The Chronograph




Two hands

On a clock

Six to twelve

At two o’clock

Five chimes ring,

Schoolhouse rock


Ticking red hand,

Metered like Bach;

Cursive Roman numbers

Twenty two in stock

Black, white, and red

The old jokes return

Hour, minutes, seconds

The end of school I yearn


LCD crystal or quartzite rock

Clicking clockwork in time

Tickety-tick tock


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