Time Controls

I’m trying a different type of writing for me.

Time Controls

Constrained by time and the limited amount we have, I stare at the clock wondering if I should go to bed, is it time to rest my weary head?

But why must this clock tell me when, my body knows, my drowsy eyes do show as my head dips up and down, in dreams I wish to drown.

So make my way up the stairs, looking at the clocks face, give a wave as the second hand swings to go dream away my cares.

©️Chris Chonos