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tic, tic, tic
by George Hoernerthe second hand talks
telling me now
is not the time
suggesting there may
never be a time
just slow withdrawal
time’s second hand
winks then smiles
teasing my mind’s eye
since time isn’t sure
when the tic stops
toc
05/01/2010
Posted on 05/05/2010
Copyright © 2024 George Hoerner
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 05/06/10 at 10:59 PM Time = the linear expression of something no other creatures, but us, need. Ugh. Nicely done here, George! |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 05/07/10 at 08:37 PM They say, "love makes time pass; time makes love pass." It may, but I wish not so rapidly sometimes. Good thoughts captured here. Thanks. |
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