Your Time.

You told me that time
didn’t stop for anyone,
but that was before you showed
me how your
body was a clock.
It ticked
and
it tocked.
I heard it click
and groan when
you moved.
The cogs slowly
moved as you swept
your way through this life
and tried to keep
it together.
I told you that minutes
went by so fast,
and you said that life
was never meant
to last.
You spoke in so many
rhymes that my
body jolted when what
you said didn’t flow.
Your arms clicked and ticked
just as a clock,
and I watched when you
counted the hours.
You told me that time
didn’t stop,
and I guess your life
was the result of a
broken clock.

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