Clock Pieces

Well oiled,
Never seeing,
The ties that bind,
The tightly fitted cogs
That tick,
Tock,
Set in motion

A clock face never sees
Its own mechanics,
The screws,
wheels,
Springs,
Never outside
the finished product

But, they are all
valuable,
And of purpose,
independently

Until
Fitted in,
By a
hand,
Each piece
loses
independence,
and independent value;

Interconnected,
but seperated
from the other,
Each dependent on
maintained
function of
the "clock",
To thus do a job
of the machine,

for the hand.

8/3/2018

A Box

In a box.

Voices yell.

Voices yell to everyone
outside,
That they do not
See the box;

That they do not see
Mad persons in the box,

That they do not see
Persons trapped in the box.

That they do not see
Persons.

8/3/2018

The Place to Be

Outsiders,

This
is where
One should
aim to be;

Strive
for such attainment,

Outsiders,
This is
The place
To Be.

This is
the promised land.
In this place, one is free.

Pay, apply, to be
in.

One might
even

Sneak;

Risk life;

Risk limb.

8/3/2018