While daydreaming about timepiece inventors...

as the figurative curtain closes on 2022

How arbitrary the assignment
of seconds, minutes, hours,

days, months, years...
to the passage of time,
and I would be hard pressed
to differentiate one moment
from the next without the aid
of some handy dandy mechanism
linkedin to clocking existence.

An especially keen awareness
piques the one mind

among plethora of Foo Fighters

particularly at the strike of midnight
December thirty first when people Kiss
veritable strangers relishing
The Lovin' Spoonful of each
Pink lips.

Who knows whence the measurement

of time came about, though this chap

proposes the following general
happenstance until one becomes

among Grateful Dead.

Perhaps psalm body named Judas

Priest arranged to congregate, but cohorts

restless (sans Quiet Riot),
did Accept a Mercyful Fate

asper their Iron Maiden pact,

but needed to reassure doubting Tom us

(a petty detail), how to coordinate self

anointed Black Sabbath.

An Idol Billy Graham

proposed a resolution; this

coincidentally enough would be calculated,

figured, and interpolated vis a vis

to happen on New Years Eve circa

unknown when Beatles
endured mania when their fans
acted like The Monkeys
who went bananas.

Some metal-heads

put their Smashface together, and contrived

a crude modus operandi, which

involved each musician to crank up

and amplify to the max

his instrument of choice.

No matter distance extant between

closest and farthest member,

RUSH of Earth, Wind and Fire
would be faintly heard

analogous to Genesis
of new beginning.

The era re: these off Phish hill

bit players didst dabble with primitive

chronometers comprised hamlets a mere

shouting distance apart.

Once a quasi reliant (and affordable) methodology

evolved, one singer songwriter

upped the (space/time quantum theory)

ante by conniving, fostering (the Village

People), inviting live on stage performances.

Quite a bit of fancy free footloose gimcrackery

reckoned to be sale-able to sell at audiences,

thus drawing a Crowded House.

Nonetheless, there remained the confounding,

irksome, pesky quandary sans figuring precision

concerning how to segment morning

to night cycle.

Perhaps the town nerd

might own the (get) smarts to tinker

satisfactorily until...PRESTO
about equivalent to 5 Seconds of Summer.

The purported impossible mission

solved with refinement
propelling one geek after the other into

the klieg lights if only

for a blink (182) of an eye.

A quick and easy

(makeshift, albeit very temporary)

Cheap Trick would suffice in the interim

(which might entail many generations)

to rock a Super Tramp off The Farm.

Lo and behold a panacea arrived

in form of Jethro Tull.

Beastie Boys (more or less

marauding hooligan gangs

comprised of Arctic Monkeys)

possessed an uncanny verve zeroing

in on the challenge to enable
Crowdsource sing.

They designed, hand

crafted, and linkedin all knowledge

about mathematics and physics.

One contrivance edged out other equally

farcical gizmo.

Via some lack of clarification

Badfinger referred both to the longer

of two needles pointers plus included

the entire mechanism.

Individuals would no longer

find themselves in Dire Straits

getting someplace

with markedly greater accuracy.

Sooner or later a confluence of

beginners dumb luck witnessed

a Mötley Crüe, whereat brainstorm

(of course in tandem with consciousness

expanding material) yielded a great

burst of inventiveness within The

Human League, though after end

less modifications credit for

the handy dandy blues clues

pocket watch allotted

to a plethora of anonymous minds.