The Wall Clock Poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo

The Wall Clock



Do you remember?
When we bought wall clock
Two round trips to exchange
Until we find that is installed
You never asked me
But you can understand
and go put it up
Now every the bell rang
I grow old on the couch
You just shut up
And the hour had come with
aging and missed time created
There do you feel the same?
And finally memories are also getting
older

(2013)

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