THE TICK AND THE TOCK

THE TICK AND THE TOCK

Alone in a car park,
staring out at the rain,
musing and snoozing
and counting my pains.

Watching the world
as it passes me by,
the ebb and the flow
through warm sleepy eyes.

Moments slip by,
we must leave them behind,
passing through time,
as the clock springs unwind.

No way to stop them;
hold onto; to freeze,
till the depths of despair
bring us down to our knees.

The tick and the tock
of life’s slow mortal clock,
winding constantly down,
ever nearer its stop.

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Written by Darren Scanlon, January 2010.
Revised 28th May 2016.
© 2016 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.
Image by: 1wallpaper.net

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