Falling Slowly by Glen Hansard

three

i hold a deck
of cards

in my hand

the seven of hearts
sticking

to my palm
i try to pass it on

(no one) wants it
listening

to the german clock
on

the wall
go

cuckoo (one by one)

they fall between my fingers
slide into new hands
and

i don't know
how to deal

with time,
as

it passes...