tick tockA Poem by felionessinner chattertick tock tick tock tick tock hammers the clock in a room empty, cold vibrating the tympanum of my inner ear beating out in code: "you're not," "cannot," "you're not," "cannot" those small hollow bones rattle inside my head can't turn them off so instead i measure each shallow breath compressed inside my chest while weighing the heaviness of an ebbing afternoon tick tock tick tock tick tock...take stock my ghosts are withered blooms wavering in mirrors i pass cooped up one-dimensional specters captured in glass elbow to elbow with a plethora of secrets pervading the gloom sister, mother lover, wife ... overcrowding empty rooms my dismal reflections plainly lack style blurring the contours of my face obliterating my half-hearted smile souless golems lost in a space rife with self denial tick tock tick tock tick tock damned restless clock hammering it's relentless tune ratchets, cogs, and spinning wheels echoing in empty rooms ratchets, cogs and spinning wheels dragging me to ruin © 2013 felionessReviews
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StatsAuthorfelionessSaskatchewan, CanadaAboutI live in Saskatchewan, Canada. I am a daydreamer who lives to write. I live quietly sharing my home with two dogs and three cats. more..Writing
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