The Watch

I may have posted this long ago, I don't remember. At any rate, enjoy 

        

           

The Watch

I have a watch I said-watch

A marvel of mechanical magic held out before me.

The phases of the moon, stars and mythical creatures whirl in an arc across it’s face.I opened it to show my sister, it moved in my hand.

        

An ancient view of Ptolemey and his heaven of spheres spin and shrink-one inside the other with the Earth at its center.

“I don’t understand this,” Sister halted the watch with her comment.

I also paused, in order to think.

 

It started again as we walked through a gallery, before us came dioramas and little chimes spelling out the story of it all.

Curiosity got the better of Sister who stuck her finger into the cogs

 and the universe altered.

 

One Stone broke off the French Renaissance.

Sister was upset, “I’m sorry I faltered.”

“But I just bought this,” I panicked. I surveyed in confusion as Ptolemy’s servants glued the pieces back together in bliss.

 

We continued in time, it was really quite comical

as things disappeared right out of our minds.

The monks wrote nonsense in the dark.

Boats wouldn’t float and planets flew in circles.

 

Strangest of all-people walked backward,

as they pointed ahead crying “This way, this way!”

When we were done, I put the watch in my pocket for safekeeping,

but when I felt for it, it was loose parts mixed in with spare change.

 

“Oh no!” I cried in dismay but Sister knew for sure

it would rebuild itself without us