A Tick
A Tock
A Click
A Clock
O’
How the time has passed
Since these words last
Had relevance…
Who cares about seconds passed
When each day is a struggle
And the Daylight never lasts —
What holes do we dig by pacing
In circles?
What trench is cut to separate
Us from everyone else?
What walls are built to keep the strange
Affable?
To blame all our
Shortcomings
To encase one’s face
In the Masks
Of Antiquity to prevent
Your own evolution
When it rains
Neck Deep
In your pit, Plaster Face
Drowning as you hold onto
The mud of time
Now historical
Striations
