The Two-Faced Clock
He stands on the suspension bridge
Poured from a mixed cocktail of stone wrought iron cables
In a manic rage the wind howls against a cold, grated steel deck
Beneath the deck’s open mesh
The river waltzes with its lover of the night heavy fog
Two stone towers—massive—carry the weight of the bridge
Below the bridge
An antiquated town Victorian brick buildings
Slumbers eyes woven shut when
A two-faced mechanical clock with weights
Hunter green cast iron base
Seated on Main and Market streets
Lifts its arms at midnight
The streetlights cast an amber glow lonely
On the pavement wet with fog
Earlier that afternoon
He sat outdoors at the pub under a patio umbrella
Tippling vodka neat
The night’s air bites
Dark like the bridge’s brown and tan stone towers
The stars Sirius and Vega
Decline the sky’s invitation to
To join her for the evening
The hands on the two-faced clock
Sway to the right
Fog retreats
The sun settles into the day
Glistening upon the water
Only the river knows why it convulsed last night
For now
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June is recognized as Men’s Health Month, and mental health is an important component of one’s overall health and wellness. I wrote this poem in memory of two men who were social media influencers and died by suicide this month. If you are suffering from depression or any mental illness, please text or call 988 for help. Your life matters.