Minutes to Midnight

Minutes to midnight and I’m watching

the clock face, as if it will acknowledge

my presence and ease my conscience.

Time moves slowly in the mind but in

reality it trickles and trips over itself

in its haste to run away from you.

Golden moments left, tarnished by a memory

that has been brought far from home by time.

Tick Tock Tick Tock Tickety T-T-Tock goes the

clock, in its never ending minuet waltz.

Music to mine ears to hear it chime and herald a

new day, a new era, a new week, a new battle.

Minutes to midnight before its morning. I can just

see it passing in a flash, and the worst thing is it’s

true, I can do nothing about it

at all.

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