the wall ticks
loudly tonight
it seems it's the sound
of the passing of time
and my cat, scratch, is whining
and purring to say
that it's now time for bed
it's the end of the day
and the shadows are still
in my quiet old house
it's a suicidal lonely that
loudly rings out
and there's a
stitched up little man
that just screams, "let me out"
but he opens his mouth and no
sound
it's late and the silence abounds
so there one move left
and i'm off to bed
now
tick tock
tick tock
fading down...
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