Beckett C.

Clocks melt like cheese in the sun,

     dripping over a chestnut table and into

     the hot desert sand.

A group of ants crawl across the wasteland to feed.

Ballerina dancers twirl across

     a moonlit ocean in the distance.

Children are skipping pebbles across the sand

   as a purple elephant floats in the sky,

   followed by a group of green-haired fairies.

Clocks hang from nearby boulders.

Their harmonious ticking lulls me to sleep.

(Inspired by the painting The Persistence of 

Memory by Salvador Dali )