the second hand is a soldier who freezes for a break between each marching step
but the more i watch the soldier, the longer his breaks
if only i could ignore him
but even when i look away, my head twitches to his metronomic beat
my teeth bite my tongue
to
the
slow
rhy-
thm
and when the bell rings, i rush to another room
to go watch a soldier on another wall
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