Lost a hour in the March

Momentary Set 3/09 – 10/2013

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 Daylight Stealing Time

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 So we lose a little time

in the wee hours tonight

We steal the hour here.

Conspire to hide

And try to forget…..

O Please don’t wonder where or how….

C’mon…

Squirrel away an hour in secret

Pull backwards at the hands of the clock face.

Tick along with me

And try to remember

How we once made the red finger talk

as it passed us by again and again.

Tonight we turn back time

Won’t you turn back some time with me.

Like crisp clean chilly starched sheets.

Peel away the day

and slip in between.

Won’t you turn your back on some time with me

upon that maybe once perhaps we just might agree.

We did steal that time

hid in the lost hour

put it away somewhere

where they’ll never found it

never even missed it.

In the cool clear evening

after all the daylights busy color has faded

and all that is left is just us

clearly a jail break

a common escape

was in progress.

I heard sirens in the distance.

I saw sirens in your eyes

They reported an all points bulletin.

The authorities were baffled.

As we spoke

Roadblocks were being planned.

Officers  produced snapshots

of our expired images

The ones we once looked like then

in the silence of the hours

we stole.

Our crime

is now public knowledge.

The purpose of the theft

was always open

to common conjecture.

The motive attributed

to persistent desire.

It is after all

the only clues

we will left them with

even if

our fingerprints

upon each other were dusted as evidence

so in the sequent investigation and official report

it indicated we were all over everything

including each other now.

Won’t you turn your back

again on some time with me

upon that maybe

just once perhaps we might agree.

To get away with

one secret perfect crime.

Again.

From Greetings from Gridville            Spring 99/05/12