Askew and Aside

Crooked and tilted, 
listing to port
time’s getting shorter 
the Watchman reports

near tipping and wobbly, 
the Timekeeper roams
laden with reasons 
to lay by their tombs
to explain the withholding 
of deeds unassumed.

A curious errand
for the dead cannot hear, and
their tongues since made numb
by the reaper I fear
‘No thank you’s they’ll utter,
 ‘too late’ you have come
to express your devotion, 
in poem or in song
any excuse you contrive 
landing askew and aside
leaving only a fool 
behind with his pride.