Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar
bratfarrar

poem (by me): six day clock, wound once a week

I am a clockwork engine
winding down each slow second,
clicking, ticking toward the last
instant at which all things will
stop
and leave me standing there: still,
silent, waiting for someone
to turn my key again and
bring me
back to
life.
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