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IN TIME

Because the spring
is coiled too tight.
Because the battery is dead.
Because water got inside.
Because all the moving parts
have stopped. The watch that runs
like a clock is exact. The other is inexact
and runs five minutes behind every 24 hours;
loses a day every two hundred and eighty eight days.
Time running backwards. The watch that runs fast
is ahead of the game, doesn’t get stuck, is soundless
because it has no moving parts. The watch you check
before you arrive somewhere. The watch you glance at
mid-sentence. The watch that measures the pulse.
Watch of paralysis: to see, to view the body, the fatal, the fate.
Because all the parts have stopped. Because you didn’t get there
early enough. Because you were too late.

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