the sieve and the sand

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the past

the tick of time

poetry

time keeps ticking
tick
tick
ticking away;
sucking away
everything that makes life great,
feeding off my life,
growing fat off the past
and always more greedily
consuming the future
until one day
all that i am
and all that i will be
will be consumed
and the glutted tick of time will burst,
spewing away my life.

March 5, 2009 Jared Abraham Tagged the future, the past, the present, ticks, time Leave a comment
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