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Tic tic tic Toc

You reach down And place your hand in your pocket And feel last year’s railway ticket Knowing you are going nowhere No ticket to ride the glass in the living room window murky or the world outside just dirty as you look for anyone who may smile friend or foe a Jehovah witness One who’s lost in the wilderness with no doors to knock is Jesus in lockdown also time as slowed more tic tic tic toc another day of daytime tv and Covid news and back to back lord of the rings off to bed to dream of gigs and party’s but the world is on repeat.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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