Clocks: Reminder mechanism of mortality.

If this is a roller coaster ride then pass out.
From the friction of me facing inside out.
Maybe I'll breakdown and cry in blood hands.
Cut my out with broken glass, from the rocks you threw at my glass house.

Pages of torn memories, are now bookmarks.
For referencing similarities.
Stay away from me.
Familiar tragedy every time these thoughts breed.

A solid color, consistent in taste.
Don't you scream in this vacuum here.
Your words will go to waste.
Falling apart at the seams, our very dreams.

Is there a question you hate?
To be asked by repetition, haunting picture.
Framed by the clocks ticking hands.

He is out of time, his pulse weakens before the darkness sets in.
Framed by the clocks pointing hands.

Pages of torn memories, are now bookmarks.
For referencing similarities in black and white.
Stay away from me horrific accidents.
Familiar tragedy every time these thoughts breed.
Because nobody knows who is to blame.
When the ship for heaven never came....
When you needed it the most.

Instead ride... this roller coaster.
Fashion morality, from what ever looks best.
Step aside, here comes deaths hand.
Such a beautiful elegant touch.
To be observed from six feet under.
By the clocks painting hands.

Reviews

[Natalie C]

Wow Lee this was so different. I really loved the repetition of some of the lines and I have to admit I thought this was great, specially ....

Pages of torn memories, are now bookmarks.
For referencing similarities in black and white.

Great use of metaphors overall bringing your message across loud and clear, for those willing to hear!

[Gary H]

My question about clocks is why did we invent them? Time is a man made concept and one that kills us all.
I like the alliteration in this, makes the whole work read really smoothly. Also the way you go from the rollarcoaster in the beginning to meet up again at the end like the hands of the clock leaving and meeting each other every twelve hours.

Very inventive. Bit disappointed that only Nats and I have read the work though. Having said that, when I was first on the site a couple of readers did comment that they used to enjoy reading my work as no-one else had yet found it and the poems were like undiscovered treasures. Remember that because your work is this to us!