The Clock

The clock was so tired
More so than usual
It couldn't remember the last time
it had any time for itself
Sitting there on the night stand
next to the bed could be boring
Actually it was boring
It would be slightly more
interesting when the people
would sleep or have sex
but that left so much more
time to just be alone in silence
It was one in the afternoon
The rays of light from the window
fell upon it and kept it warm
Things could always be worse
it thought It could have been
the bathroom mat