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cryptic clock face

Clock hands move like a swan

Around and back is forward 

Reversal, anti-clockwise 

Ever after and around

Forward is down then, up around

Until there are batteries to change

Lack of interest, no urge to change them 

When, eventually, the non-attentive

Intertwines with the slowing down

Trembling hands stick

Hands stick, trembling

MY

Hands around and down

Ever in my imagination

Are smoothing over your face

Returning to the start

Then letting the battery run down until