Day Starter

You ticking Clock
Of more than metal,

You beeping Clock
That starts my every day -

For if this day were a flower
Then you are the water that brings it to bloom -

You're staring at me from beneath your pointed hands
Gathering dust on your perfect, round face
And smiling an innocent, crooked smile.

An imperfect beauty
That is a better beauty.

So darling, I love you.
My hateful words
are nothing but sleep-filled babble
And my gratitude is boundless
For waking me up from my rest.

For it's a dreamless sleep,
It always is.

So dear Clock,
Won't you start my day?