tick
tick
tick
the ticking
(always ticking)
of the clock
and its seconds
the seconds
winding their way
around and
Inside out the mulberry bush
the seconds wound me round the neck
the clock just in time
to hear it mock
in constant consternation,
the
consistent continuation
of
night’s suffocation
my sunshine, never my sunshine
smothers me when I’m not looking
and the beat
beat
beat
of this heart’s palpitation
a rapid fire
of anger’s intoxication
breathing in shots,
blood rushes to its ears
and the beating,
always beating,
echoes(echoes echoes echoes)
in the mind’s empty hallways)
only to keep in time
never need a reason, never need a rhyme
always feel lost, always lost my mind
step in time!
keep in time
with the
tick
tick
tick
the ticking
of the clock.
Published by ShadowTeamsNYC and represented by Lisa Hagen Books
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