A Single Image Of Clock Children (For Syria) Poem by Leslie Philibert
A Single Image Of Clock Children (For Syria)
Flywheels enamel
with heartblood,
aortal ticks hesitate
before the dull bang
of a falling fist,
the fat knuckle
of the next hit,
tick tick the
small ones,
the eaters of dust,
stone-eyed they
fall apart like lost time,
the weights that
regulate all this
are unbalanced.
Sunday, September 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: children
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