lin embittered by the relentlessness of time

12 becoming 12 becoming 12 becoming 12

winding never unwinding aging never un-aging

says here i am living a clockwise life that i didn't ask for

willing the clock to slow down let me breathe

savour intake ingest absorb reflect imbibe

return in kind share give donate extend suggest bequeath

lin cusses the quickness of the clock's ticking

the one second sixty seconds sixty minutes 24 hours of it

the cycle the day month year decade inevitable termination

struggles with the value of it quantifiable or questionable

(she favors the latter) the ironic winding down

as the geriatric mainspring fails to keep proper time 

lin says fourteen lines is one too many bye-bye