We Tend to Sleep Better When the Clock Is Wound
--Todd Boss 

than we do
when it’s all  

wound down.
I don’t know  

why we settle
to the sound.  

Somehow
the regular  

click and chime
of passing time,  

like water, turns
a water wheel  

that turns a gear
that turns a stone  

that turns upon
another stone  

and fine
and finer in between  

our dreams like grain
are ground.