the clocks are all
wrong, by an hour
or so.
each blinking
frantically
asking to be reset
after the late night
storm.
you blink your eyes
in that same way
sometimes, when things
aren't exactly right.
when the shutters
have come loose
and bang against your
house.
you know the feeling
of losing power.
darkness and cold.
so you turn the clock
over,
pressing the button,
one finger on set
and the other
on hour.
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