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Countdown: Minutes to Midnight

Tick Tock Tick Tock The clock hands run, the strings are strummed Each click, each beat, another moment pass

Countdown: Minutes to Midnight is a poem written by Jerrel Troi Flores and shared with The Ugly Writers under the theme Creating Sparks for the month of December

Tick Tock Tick Tock

The clock hands run, the strings are strummed

Each click, each beat, another moment pass

Tick Tock Tick Tock

Another word blurs by, meaningless and intangible

Lost to the ink and paper, drowned in the waves

Letters upon letters upon letters

Your names and faces buried beneath

I scramble to dig you out, to bring you up

Another race to lose

Places and plans, all charted out

Promises and oaths, lies all sputtered out

The house on the hill, our promised land

Now forgotten, overrun, left behind.

Tick Tock Tick Tock

Another request, another day shaved away

Trapped in three white walls; they are as thin as cardboard

Tick Tock Tick Tock

A new cage, a new life, a new shackle; a choice made willingly

We built this life out from our dreams; with our dream-corpse lay the foundations

Tick Tock Tick Tock

Out there, the foghorn calls

Minutes to Midnight, a race to lose

Tick Tock Tick Tock

Another beat, another second gone

Another face, another place, another regret

to the earth we return

Read previous entries from the theme Trust The Process here on The Ugly Writers

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