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KAREN BLAYLOCK



Everyday Watch

It's not the gold I inherited from you, but
The everyday platinum forgotten
In a drawer, honest face, a hundred years extant,
Keeping time like a conscientious railwayman.

Sentiment doesn't fit with it, but in the
Steel smooth from wear and in all seventeen
Jewels, there's you; diamonds of silver
As numbers, the tick like the rhythm of a train.