Tick Tock

Racing time~

Tick starts the countdown and burns seconds off the clock;

whilst my heart starts racing along to the marathon:

morose melodies preparing to finish off with a tock;

ready to alter from a lullaby to the damned man's song.

Indeed, lullabies of dead men I begin to croon;

whistling along to the sonata of the crows:

readying to bellow and whistle to the sweetly grim tune;

for death I plan to reap, death I plan to sow.

Pleasure overtakes me knowing I will end my life in shining;

fulfilling the destiny of the baby dynamite I've been rocking:

and as the final second passes I begin to start smiling;

for everyone will be able to hear the song within me ticking and tocking.

Author's Note

Photo courtesy of Azzas22 on Deviant Art

Reviews

[afra]

great write .....i enjoyed it

[Baby Ricochet]

"Baby dynamite I've been rocking" That's pretty f*****g cool. Can I plagiarize it? Please oh pretty please. I'll be gentle

[Tai Ryens]

Go for it!

[Tree]

Tai if the intent here is to frighten/
it worked. Dark, and forboding. The Edgar
Allan Poe, of terrorists. Please if you may
expand for us readers the inspiration behind
the imagery? ...

[Tai Ryens]

Sample of an unknown song used in 'Multiples (Reprise) [Remix]' by 'Atmosphere,' line in the beginning says "I can hear the glockensire (?) ticking and tocking," whilst reading up on terrorist attacks worldwide.

[Tree]

Nice... I see.
Thanks for the insight.

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Tick starts the countdown and burns seconds off the clock;
whilst my heart starts racing along to the marathon:
Touching part! 100/100 :)