Thursday, February 5, 2009

How Well a Clock Can Tell

Tick tock.
I hear it threw my bedroom door.
Tick tock.
I’m counting down the minutes till I fall asleep.
Tick tock.
It won’t let me sleep.
Tick tock.
It’s determined to keep me up.
Tick tock.
Why won’t you stop?
Tick tock.
Do you have a question?
Tick tock.
Please stop.
Tick tock.
I can feel the bags growing around my eyes.
Tick tock.
I turn to my silent clock.
Tick tock.
It tells me no accurate time.
Tick tock.
I’m back.
Tick tock.
Listening to your whining.
Tick tock.
Reaching out to find someone.
Tick tock.
Anyone.
Tick tock.
Me.

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