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CLICK-CLOCK I wish not only to kill time I want to torture it first the way it torments me I want a way to forever still time Since time makes no more sense to me The clock portends pain and so much more A second hand that crawls only to torture me To pass the time away is an unpleasant chore One conceived of by damnation and debauchery The hands of time are a consequence of depravity Immediate immorality that never dissipates My days are empty as a canyon or a cavity Time that aborts comfort with sorrow which never abates All I have is spare time and time to care about little I have concern for no loved one who’s there to fill me The clocks sees me as speciousness and human spittle And so I want to slay time the way it yearns to kill me © 2012…..copyright PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~