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< three red clocks >
ticking their tocks
chanting their vows
with tiny mouths...
singing
in the songs of seconds
voicing
in the minute's chance
speaking
of the hour's progression
daring
in the day's good dance
these red clocks
their double-A's
(both Duracell and bunny)
conflicted smiles
upon their face
watching
find us funny
spinning in the summer sun
creeping through the winter
with brethren they wait patiently
for time and thoughts
to splinter
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