Tick-Tock
By jfarrell
Even the sand flowing through the hourglass
Echoes ‘tick-tock’,
When it lands.
He’s catching up; your time is running out.
I may be pressing ‘send’ on my phone;
The alarm on the timer says ‘beep, beep’
But its still ‘tick-tock’;
My, our, time is running out.
‘I’m a clockwork creep’; 10cc are so under-rated;
Clockwork; digital; psycho…
Us clockwork creeps; we all sing ‘tick-tock’;
As we press buttons that lesson our time.
Don’t look behind - just RUN!
You heard the ‘tick….’
Maybe you can run far enough; fast enough;
And not hear the ‘TOCK!’
I saw someone make it, once;
I saw someone dance through raindrops;
Drip-drip; Tick…… and POW!
Gone before I could ‘Tock’.
As a bomb, that’s very frustrating :-)
I wish you all rainbows, my friends :-)
I Love A Great Time Write!
I keep thinking of Harlan Ellison's "Repent Harlequin, Sayeth The Ticktockman. Marvelous insights here - inhaled this one, fellow clockwork creep. :D - allets -