Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Day 237, the ticking sound

Tis a ticking sound
Goes round and round
All the day I'm here
Worries me, disconcerting
Thing this ticking sound I hear
Or is it a dripping sound
A leaky something near
I can not see it but swear
To you I hear it in thine ear
I hear it much like Edgar Allen
Must have done and wonder am I sane?
I hear the cursed ticking, dripping
Tick and drip. Again and again
Till then I spy a giant clock
And wonder is it he?
For though my time seemed
Quite frozen it ticked along for thee.

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