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Fake Time

written by: Henry Bladon


set the wall clock           whatever  speed she
wants,                             one of those dials                               takes a
              hurry             up                                    and              hands
whip around                   like the spokes in a wheel
                                      changes of light
                       throb off and on furiously
everybody is                     mad                        with                              fake
                                      minutes                          barely get
             closed before                              screaming at you
through the         schedule                           twenty times
                                                to the breaking point, and
                                                         that clock dial

          finally got tired



Erasure poem from 'One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest', by Ken Kesey, 1962.

Henry Bladon

Henry Bladon

Henry is a writer of all types of fiction based in Somerset in the UK. He has a PhD in creative writing from the University of Birmingham and runs a writing support group for people with mental health issues. His work has been in entropy, 50WordStories, Bloodaxe, The Ekphrastic Review, thedrabble and FridayFlashFiction among other places.
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