Clock Imprisonment
The time has melted the construct of its clock
Time is now free to terrorize the unexpected
Sudden deaths and severe illnesses as a result of its vengeance
Trapped no more, time turns to no specific rhythm
Unpredictable, it is feared by those who count its existence
Today is already tomorrow, the same as last week
Copyright © Jaquay Atkins | Year Posted 2017
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