Slow

Slow slowly slower
still the clock
ticks and the 
heart mimics time 
so fast so 
fast it ran
like a dog 
looking for its 
tail but now 
like a lake 
that tickles shore
bringing foam and 
little polished trinkets 
this old heart
sees stoops and 
scoops up memories 
like tiny trinkets 
of life lived
and love lost