a difference of priorities by Keith Pearson

he goes out on a lark 
one day
and discovers
there are clocks 
everywhere.
she is down on
her knees praying
at the toilet bowl.
she is begging him
to call down lightning
or at least fetch her up
a clean towel.
he is more interested
in this new thing 
called time
and cannot see
that her hair is 
on fire.

Keith Pearson

I live in southern New Hampshire and works with special ed students at a local high school.