Tick tock
Tick tock
Metronome sets the pace
Tick . . . . . tock
Tick . . . . . . . . . . . tock
Time condenses to moments
and the pendulum of emotions
swings again, zenith to zenith
Victim . . . . . . . . . . . . Assassin
and back and forth
to and fro
almost perfect perpetual motion
defying gravity until
exhausted by effort required
to sustain the lie
collapsing in sorrow
sighted yet unseeing.
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