Clock Poem by Kennedy Huston
Clock
Does a clock ever want to stop ticking
does it get tired doing the same thing every day
over and over
repeating a pattern that never stops
does It get tired going over the same numbers
in circles
while nothing changes
dings at 12: 00 because that's what a clock does
ticking, ticking, ticking
like a person
who wants to stop living.
Friday, October 30, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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