Butterflies and the clock

Clock on the mantelpiece beats like my heart,

More regular.not affected by emotion,vision,thought.

Cats stand proudly in their grey stone bodies

As if at the entrance to some other world.

The heating comes on with a bump,

and suddenly darkness is on us.

Clock,clock forever beating,

Will my heart outstay you?

will you tick for someone else?

Though strong in silver case

you feel nothing.

Give me another  human heart instead

to share my feelings.

Let another heart beat alongside mine,

and we’ll be tuned in unison,

sing our song of love,

or heartbreak.Human,made of flesh

We will drop like leaves

while he infernal clock beats steadily,

controlled by,not love

but radio waves.Imagine, now,

these waves multi-layered across the earth,

carrying shopping lists,time,date.

whilst we go on living ,

hearts fluttering  like a cloud of butterflies.

See they go now

climbing away

into the soft tenderness

of your  open hands.