While enjoying a meal with friends,
a person turning into a broken clock.
Stuck in a moment, struggling
to be present with each guest
yet only seeing each one as
the sum of past shared experiences.
As time moves forward,
finding it harder and harder
to move their hands
at appropriate intervals
to illustrate the attention
they are attempting to give
their comrades, each failed
gesture ticking louder and louder.
The hands struggling to move.
Unease spreading through the room,
broken clock losing their appetite,
stumbling to a chair, sitting immobile:
too jammed up
to even speak.