Archive for June, 2011
One way
One second is an inch when counting tock
as round his handsome face so ticks the clock
and whilst Peru is only hours away,
a place we can reach easily today,
no visit can we pay to our own birth
though he is measured by same turn of earth.
My self prefers the distance hours can break,
to smash the miles between us, visit make,
since soon the space between us won’t be broke
by silver wheels a-spin ’bout shining spoke.
You, thief, to blame for stealing love away,
have such green thumbs to ripen hearts and lips.
Your hands mark out the hours that fill each day
just as the rule charts gap between the hips.
Through where I fell in time to inches grow,
trip all about the world and knowledge know.
