sketch iii

i wanted to
strangle the
hypnotic clock

for its deadweight
took it

down to hate
it better but
the patter of

water and laughter-
a child’s smile
as his father

showers him from
a pump outside-
cooling his (its)

hands; and I
found that time
can slow down



Freedom tastes like
sweat from the
‘one more’ push-

up that you
now have time
to do when

time becomes
flaccid like the
wrinkled skin

from a guilt-
worthy hour long


Post-exam freedom.