Thursday, March 19, 2009

A Timely Death

I look at you and all I see is an hourglass
Each grain of sand in your skin that you show.
I kiss you and taste the face of a clock in pass,
Its rhythmic hands move over my body, one fast, one slow-
One less minuteOne more dayOne more second that asks me to stay
One less chime and I wind you up,
Your little tick tricks me to think it's enough.
They say, "Well you know you fell for a time bomb, you know that you chose a hard road."
I laugh at them, pity them as I say, "You would too, if you knew how it felt to explode."

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