Thitherto

Hands ticking backwards…
       Pulling minutes of minute form from a _timeless clock

And you never knew that there
Were seahorses in your dreams
       Until one carried you off into the sunrise
              Because Prince Charming was
                         Late

Because you’re far too independent
       To wait for someone to draw
       Your wings for you.

              But then again,
The feathers had to have to come
       From somewhere…


                                                 _{Poor sparrow}


Today was your backwards time.