I can’t stop

It’s like I’m an addict

Now matter how hard I try, I can’t stop looking at it

And it’s not for the minty green rubber strap

Or the shiny face of black

Or those gray digital numbers

It’s something else

For I look at it even when I slumber

I think about it

How the numbers always change

How my pace is out of range

What am I doing with it

I hope I haven’t missed it

Even now here I am

I pronate my wrist

Another second gone

Time is just mist

It’s running steadily along

What will happen if I take it off

Will I get lost

Will I go into withdrawal

Will I run any faster

Will I be more productive

Or will I fall

That watch is seductive

Time will tell