Clockwork

Gears and cogs that gyrate and spin

Sprockets and dials that spiral and whirl

They twist and turn

Coil and reel

The convolution of a wheel

They bulge and extrude

Dislodge and replace

They clatter and clang

As the clashing sang

They interlock and converge

Joint and disjoint

They mesh all the same

Their entropy the unity

The harmony of disorder

The vortex of thoughts

That run through my mind

They balance and sway

Dangle and gage

They push and pull

Cascade and progress

Each of its own independent address

They come without thinking

And think of the coming

They hobble about without a route

The mechanics that synthesize

unwind and transform

Their complexity relieved in a simple form

Their timing the essence

The essence of time

The tick of the tock

They are as they are

The passing of space

The movement of time

The clock strikes twelve

The hour goes by

Second by second

The end draws nigh