Tick Tock , Tick Tock

Written by: JoanMarie Peranteau

Tick tock…tick tock
tick tock goes the clock

With each stroke of its hand
robbing me of youth and vigor,
scarring the skin, discoloring the hair,
causing me suddenly to wither.

Just when I’m getting my bearings.
in this immense place called life.
Navigating somewhat smoothly and
appreciating the preciousness of a moment.
it defaces me with its every strike

Withering away on the outside
while being renewed within.
is the cruelest blight I believe.
that has been cast upon each and every human

Alas! Alas!...tick tock...tick tock
tick tock....goes the clock

By: JoanMarie Peranteau
August 2013