A simple watch.

Clean design, white face with burgundy dots for numbers.
But as the hour hand touched each dot I noticed a small stick figure
pop-up on the face.
At each hour more figures appeared, corresponding to the number of the hour.
Stick figures, but lithe and athletic.
By three o’clock they began tossing a ball around.
At four, another.
They played as if their lives depended on it.
But they were tiny figures on a watch. What if the ball got away?
Then I looked closer:
A fine filament connected one to the other.
As one tossed a ball, it traveled along a thread to another, keeping it in bounds.
As the hours passed, more figures and more balls.
By six o’clock, the filaments entangled all.
At nine the players valiantly continued play
Though they were entangled in the mesh they were creating.
All connected each to each, each hour their numbers increased.
With each throw they became more tightly bound.
As the hour approached midnight a new fear.
When the clock struck would the face become blank again?
Would life be wiped out? or start all over? or would…?
Tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic, tic…..

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