Unfortunately We Have Broadband

You are bent over the keys
waiting to bid. All those windows open.
I watch you lick your lips.
An antique watch, white faced.
You must have it. We see the seconds
tick. I think of you winding it
stowing in your breast pocket
taking it out to tell the time.
Ostentatious. You hang like a hawk
over the button.
I long for a power cut.