My days are programmed
By my watch.
Strapped to my wrist
It schedules my life,
Regulating my desires
Meting out time-slots
Promoting meals and sleep,
Depleting my years
With ruthless precision
Until, in full rebellion:
I take it off!
Then I am free –
At least for a while
To hold each moment gratefully
As long as I wish,
Or spend it carelessly,
In living joyously!
© Patricia Lamont
Patricia, you capture your topic so well. If I wear a watch or sit in a room with a clock I am owned by it. One glance to check time becomes a dozen or more and the opportunities that lie before me recede to a background hum and lost.
Needless to say, I choose not to wear a watch except when totally unavoidable.
Thank you,
Lesley