(this is a write that began as a simple "humorous" bit of poetry... something about something that happened to me on my job...something a customer said & my response.

as i wrote it, after i wrote it & read it, i discovered that, at least in my aged feeble mind, had other conotations (ie. maybe what i wrote was not what i said.

in the store where i work, we have a display of watches, right by the cash register. i've been ther a few months now, and had never sold one, not 1, until the Xmas Season. hey, it waas there, it was cheap (9.99+tax), everybody needs a watch...right?. The Perfect Gift!
"oh, you shouldn't have...i didn't".
hell, it's in a locked carosell, how could i sell. i had to search for the key. out of probably 40 sumpin' watches 3, only 3, still worked. the others.... batteries dead!
to me, that began as a simple, humorius thing.
Last night (01/06/06) a customer asked about the watches... then he/she (it was a couple... she wanted him to spend money...he wanted to spend money to Impress her) anyway, she found a lovely watch & she needed a watch..yah-dah-yad..a doo dah... BUT,
she exclaimed..."it's not working!", being The SalesMan I Am I, i said but mam'i lied i replied Replied... "Darlin', that watch is for you. 'cause you make Time Stand Still." He paid for it, she bought it. shit! $9.99 + TAX for my BS. shit, she'll be an day older & he'll be another sawbuck in debt...poets, prophets, doctors, lawyers & Salemen...never trust us.)

when there are no tick-tocks
tick-tocks
tick-tocks

when there are no clocks
no Clocks
no Clocks

Know what i've Found?

the Batteries Run Down.

When?
Then.
what then?

can't go back's Agin'
but Then...?
What Then?

Time Stops.