Our oven timer palpitates its ticks.
Moments—They skip in dysfunctional time.
Offbeat, their cadence—a sputtering chime.
Distrust the countdown our oven depicts.
Seconds elapse, but they falter and pass.
Study the timer and measure its count.
Catalogue time in a careful account—
How many ticks will this moment amass?
Routine lays waste to the blending of days.
Timer, beat steady—Give form to this phase.