Clock

Tick Tock.
Tick Tock.
I hear the noise of the clock.
How long do I have till my time is up?
1 minute or 20 minutes or an hour?



Silence.
The noise has stopped.
I look and realize I have stopped it.
I have changed my time with a powerful tool.
My mind.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Tsiluma Avatar
October 10, 2012 at 2:58 AM
Lovely write Christina! The first part shows the uncertainty of life and the second part seeks to regain control over our lives. Nice!
Pettit Avatar
October 9, 2012 at 11:44 PM
I've never seen anyone stop the movement of a clock completely, but I've seen them slow down the second hand. Decent write.
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