The watch was stopped at 11 45 AM or PM, not that it matters
It stopped the same time he did
Blowing his brains all over the kitchen walls
'I don't want to live anymore'
She scrawled a tear-stained note
Leaping out of a 16th story window
Her watch stopped when she hit the ground
Despondent, depressed, feeling suicidal
A speeding subway train
Jumping in front of it
But this watch still worked,
It was a Timex,
it took a licking and
kept on ticking
mechanical objects are less fragile than the God made...a nice parallel..well expressed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reminds me of that song.... Black train A piece filled with more meaning than the normal eye can take