so simple
like clockwork
fall into place
so easily

we’re that old tower
in front of my window
big hand chasing
little hand running

“for whom the bell tolls”

I see the memories
of a man lost
robbed from his love
in a cage a prison
Encaged in misery

“yet for each man kills the thing
he loves
by each let this be heard
some do it with a bitter look
some with a flattering word
the coward does it with a kiss
the brave man with a sword”

he told me
I smell like
girl and smoke
he says
he likes it
says
he likes me a lot

the bells started counting days now
time just keeps ticking away
so seamlessly
shamelessly
like us stood by that old
timetower

I never asked him to
but
he waited
and that’s never easy
but he did
drew into the grainy sand
that covers the stone cold
stair case

“lucky me”

that’s all i needed
for the boundaries
the time-tides
to disappear

KH