Time Out
Though it was turned around to avoid all
accidental button pushing,
I kept bumping the buttons
on my pink sunfaded watch.
It tells me it’s a Saturday
on a Wednesday and goes off
around 10:09 am daily:
bee-beep, bee-beep, bee-beep!
It isn’t keeping
military time
and I am thankful:
All of this is confusing enough
without relying on a watch
I keep manipulating
unintentionally
during undertakings I love
time after time to unwind:
spon-
taneous hugs,
moving the
sliced mozz-
arella logs
and tubs of shredded hard cheeses
to the front of the store shelves,
disc-
overing new stones to give as gifts,
then a chirp at the beginning of the hour
tell I pressed on
and it stopped.