Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2010

Set the clock

by Collette Caffrey

Wrap a bandage around my head
I do not want to live today; mummify my body with cloth,
set the clock.
 
Time of death sometime,
today.
 
I am dead tired of trying to find a job.
my head is sore and my heart feels weak
I do not want to live today.
set the clock.
 
Time of death sometime,
today.
 
My mind is shattered with agencies,
writing letters to employers to inform them
of my C-A-P-A-B-I-L-I-T-I-E-S
set the clock.
 
Time of death sometime,
today.
 
Do not set the clock today for
I have gone away
death does not tick for its silent prey.
 
You will find me floating
somewhere in the Milky Way.
gently rocking on a star
in a timeless density of warm dark matter;
where clocks don’t clatter.

Added: 30.04.2010

Judges' comments on this poem

26.05.2010

Effective use of metaphor.

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