It was daylight savings time
and in time, she would be saved
from her being lost in a world of
the sure, in this and many other
She bids farewell to one less hour
but time still slowed, as though
she were in a prison yard planting
nothings, or watching for the moss
to grow into a willow tree.
She waited for a kiss to be placed
in the palm of her hands
Lips alloted into her future
since palmistry told a love story
of lines asymmetrical with her hope.