11/30/90

CLOCK

The Young Man in my

Grandfather's Clock falls from the plank

coming from the hatch,

wounded.

He heard the two chimes and screamed,

"Two O' Clock and all is well!"

An angry neighbor awakened

from his excited living voice.

Aims his shotgun out his window.

And with his nightcamp on,

shoots, killing

the man in my Grandfather's clock.