my alarm clock is an expanding device. there are red numbers written in the bellies of green frogs & raccoons. i open a door to find great rattling. i have five more minutes before the sun puts a hand over my mouth. when all other forms of self defense fail i advocate for biting. i bit my alarm clock so it hissed & slithered between a crack in reality. sometimes i cut my fingernails over the toilet & each falling nail smiles back up at me. toothy smiles. tomorrow the world will be too late & the alarm clock will arrive gold & loose. what will we do with all our 30 seconds. i have a tendency to know when the alarm will come even if i'm just laying in bed & watching the arms of the ceiling fan become the tentacles of an octopus. there are minutes with their digits in my spine. i have a red number burning & eager beneath my tongue. what time will you give yourself to open like a moon lily each & every day? i am a hurried bone. i am the worst kind of root. in another life, used to wake up naturally. there was no where to go. i was a simple person & everyday i woke to find rosemary & calendula growing beneath my body. if i dig in the earth i would find tiny soft unripe numbers waiting to be mornings. i'd give them water & salt & wedding rings. a precious medal will alter your life. all my rings leave my fingers green. in the sky a clock looms & explain that there is only so much time left for me to plant the eggs in the soot. a fire burns & eats only the faces of flowers. a lantern asks for a number & i drop a "5" writte non a piece of paper in the flame. what will we do with the ash? a snow storm is easily mistaken for communication with god. each flake is in fact a number. everything is red if you get close enough. ripe numbers in the crisper. frozen numbers in the freezer. june with a finger in july with a finger in autumn. an alarm clock dangling from the ceiling of a cave. another one in the closet, perched on a pair of my shoes: mouth open sound coming, sound arriving. my hands over my ears i say, yes i know don't.