Times Only Clock
The pendulum`s hanging from tower of relentless time.
Immortally in motion, dwelling in it`s own heim.
Each moment is delivered with intentional grace.
This never ending descending is an ascending on hard face.
No more wills willed within.
So many smiles smiled with evil grin.
Intonation`s all wrong, speak not in that tongue.
Curses melt the spirit and drip down into the lung.
The second hand is death counting down.
Entirely rights and nothing here is left to be found..
Justified by precision, it always consumes the breath exhaled.
Twisting up the teeth, in the center it`s impaled.
The choice is not a decision it can make on it`s own.
Left for dead when it`s left alone.
Internal workings regurgitate with repetition.
Lifeless limbs badly broken, malformed with malnutrition.
No more time when time stands still,
A motionless life a time without a will.
Copyright © Aaron Butcher | Year Posted 2018
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