Changing Lenses

The gentle, chunky ticks and tocks

As two clocks lilt in opposing grooves

The sound of laughter from the next room

The amphibious amphitheater down below

Sends an evening serenade wafting

Through my window

These are the sounds that soothe

What in reality was a steady progression over time felt like the span of a

nineties sitcom episode. One day as eyeglasses sat on Timothy Samuel’s nose,

they literally changed his perspective, while simultaneously growing a new

yearning to see beyond the surface. Som...