The train passes regularly, noisily, greedily
The widow’s concerns unaddressed
The hands judder round, silently now
No hour by hour alerts, or second by second reminders
As time will run out
The blanket sky hides the progress of the sun
Rivers deepen, glaciers evaporate, tinder scorched
Changes unremarked, til compressed condensed concentrated
Natural evolution animated to trigger
Accelerators released
Bones calcify, follicles fade,
Senses strain, the fountain runs dry
The widow sleeps at peace
Windows closed to the passing trains
The clock still counting down
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