Killing Time

A midnight spin off.

Ashes to Ashes

Dust to Dust

On the inside

We're already begining to Rust

 

Tattoos amd polliwags

Lightning strikes to 9

Too late much

Too late

 

To stop the raining inside

Metal gears

And pruning shears

Clip away the limbs

That bind

Until all of us

Remember

Another time

 

Gunshine and push-up bra's

I think it may be

Killing time

 

But lightning only strikes to 9

You're too late

Much too late

 

For the shine inside

For this husk's tears

And metal gears

All tell the time

 

I'm rusting

Can't you hear the chime

 

Ashes to Ashes

Dust to Dust

All the bones

Begin to break

And it's too late

 

To fix broken gears

To unshed tears

To mend the parts I trust

Cuz we're all falling inside

With details unknown

And hearts unsown

 

We all turn to rust

And it's

Killing time.

Reviews

[LonelySoul]

time marches on and waits for no one,
the best we can do with our time is share it with those we love,
remember it in our stories of long ago,
and tell them to our children,for Quality Time spent with them,
they then will learn from our mistakes and mis-use of time,
so that while they might be killing time,it wasn't wasted time...

[Coyote Poetry]

Remind me of a zombie movie lead. I like the story in your words. You open up many questions with this poem. I had to read a few times. The poem is outstanding.
Coyote

[Sam Severn]

As always your poems strike me where I least expect, n' touch some emotion that's been gathering rust n' dust in the Way-Back Machine of my mind....This one speaks to that secret corner, where broken things go off to hide, waiting for lightning to strike and bring 'em back to life or for the end to come....You write like inside you there's another world you're reporting from, a place where only pieces of angry candy can sustain you, it's dark but you've found a home there, it's peaceful there. And you are not alone. ㋡