Always Ticking
Alexander S. Peak


I listen as my clocks tick on
Twirling into the future, leaving me in the wind
Dragging me along for the ride, always a second behind
At least a dozen of them, hung arbitrarily around my room
Some of them have stopped ticking
Like stopping time, we leave them in the past
Always ticking, these clocks of mine are
Unsynchronised, I listen to their song
I have nothing better to do with my time.


Circa 2003 by Alexander S. Peak