Losing A Watch
losing a watch
you realize
the importance
of time
you go back
to your room
and search
for it in the
bathroom
it is not there
anymore, you
cannot sleep
and always think
where the hell
could it be
you use it in the
morning and it
was still with
you at the office
and you figure out
if it was still on
your wrist, you
wrestle with
remembering,
retrace, recall,
piece by piece
imagine if it
was yourself that
was lost,
you manage
somehow to
find where were
you from the
beginning
back to your watch
where could it be now?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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