Neat but Not Practical
Time once came in a
box.
It just lay there.
In a sleepy state, betting
the world would roll on
if it was just square.
There was no such thing
as a three-minute egg. Bare
language was more precise.
It was a jellied egg
or an egg with a crust
You had your choice
Watching it boil or just
giving the window a hoist
to let the smoke out.
There was no such thing as ageing.
Seniority got longer and longer.
Nobody retired until 65. You see
how hard it is to bother
talking about things meaningfully
Until Pandora’s boredom
turned into curiosity
letting Time out of the box.
L. Fullington |
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