Poetry · Writing

three hands

two or three times

i counted the hands of the clock on the wall-

i know there is two

normally two

but time stopped

i wanted to be anywhere else but here

if the clock had an extra hand

i would know

i would be dreaming

(nightmare)

but the clock has two hands

and i am still stuck

nothing my own

except these hands

bound by time

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