Tick Tick Tock goes the hands of the extinction clock

Tick Tick Tock goes the hands of the extinction clock

A Poem by TheAimlessWanderer
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 The extinction clock

tick tick the hands move

cutting cutting

tick tick

the shadow of the hands pass by

tick tick

the sound grows louder

tick tick

sinking

TICK TICK TOCK

cutting cutting

drip drip drop

goes the hand of the clock

drip drip 
drop

the shadows sow the seeds

drop drop
drip

as the hands of the clock move on by

cutting cutting 
bleeding bleeding

the blood soaked needles go tick tock

dripping dripping

feeding feeding

feeding on the passing

feeding on the passing

drip drip drop

into the mold

drip drip drop

drip drip drip

drip

fill it until it's full

drip drop drip drip

the silence is taking hold



drip drip drop dr....

© 2017 TheAimlessWanderer


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TheAimlessWanderer
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The tic-tocs sends a chill up my spine. It seems to be urging me to read faster, to fast forward through time and brings me to look at the dystopian future. It also reminds us that if we don't do something about it, the shadows will be growing and consuming us as the tic-tocs go on.
Don't have a good reason, but I simply like this one. Expecting p2!

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

TheAimlessWanderer

2 Years Ago

i am glad you enjoyed it (: you can most definitely look forward to part 2 i might do my poems like .. read more



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Chris, this is excellent. Good use of words. The repetitious use of tick...tick...tock lends an urgency to this and heightens the sensory perspective.
Good write.
Ted

Posted 2 Years Ago


That's sick. In the good way, and in the other way. I love it. I practically sung it, it is so cool, speeding up and repeating and changing. It has its own life, and I love that it is so vague. Another fabulous piece of work!

Posted 2 Years Ago


You have successfully created a very eerie setting. I see a clock that is bleeding. Its blood the blood of life. It chills me how it keeps working though. A wonderful piece. Thank you for the writing.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

TheAimlessWanderer

2 Years Ago

haaha lol sure "shakes head laughing"
TheAimlessWanderer

2 Years Ago

guess i will go write it right now wish me luck.
TheAimlessWanderer

2 Years Ago

writers block in progress
Oh, I like this one! There's a type of mysteriousness to the entire poem that makes me want to read more and more until the end. And, what we get at the end is sort of like a cliffhanger. I like how you discontinued the dripping "sound" at the very last line, like the entire scene had just stopped. This feels like it is relating to madness over the course of time, but I can be wrong. Anyways, great job, as usual!

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

TheAimlessWanderer

2 Years Ago

thank you for reading there is a particular reason why the sound cut off and it does not have to do .. read more
The tic-tocs sends a chill up my spine. It seems to be urging me to read faster, to fast forward through time and brings me to look at the dystopian future. It also reminds us that if we don't do something about it, the shadows will be growing and consuming us as the tic-tocs go on.
Don't have a good reason, but I simply like this one. Expecting p2!

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

TheAimlessWanderer

2 Years Ago

i am glad you enjoyed it (: you can most definitely look forward to part 2 i might do my poems like .. read more

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