Poetry Friday

Note: Tabatha A. Yeatts has the round-up this week. Head over for lots of great poetry and poetry discussion. Here's my bit for Poetry Friday.
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Seconds


In the oasis of cool basement

we sit side by side and sort the

bin marked "odds and ends."

He loses interest and wanders

away then circles round again

to see what I've tossed into the

tall trash can. Junk. Treasures.

Flotsam. Shards. He pulls out

and slips onto his small, soft wrist

an old watch. "It's broken,"

I say. But a smile lifts his cheeks.

He twirls the metal band, touches

the clear, glass face. "I'll wear it

anyway," he says. "We'll just be

frozen in time."