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A moment of great importance; a summer to walk away from

by Timothy Wilson

According to the timepiece on the wall
Tick-tok tic-tok
I am crazier than sin
Tick
I am falling through my own excuses
Tock
My excuses paper thin cutting naked wind
A jolt!
Tick tock tick tock
Faster persisting
Some of the smoke I blew earlier
It had made so much sense
Then it faded threw your face paper thin, paper thin
Tick tock and I can feel my heart beating now
Tick tock
I remember everything we had done that summer
Intoxicating, vandalizing, waste
And above all selfishness
Time is ticking closer here to meet you once more
But I can’t I don’t think I can do it
Tick tock
Is that your car pulling around the corner?
I have to leave

10/21/2010

Posted on 10/21/2010
Copyright © 2024 Timothy Wilson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 10/21/10 at 07:43 PM

The build-up in this is second-to-none. It moves so perfectly those last two lines have all the punch they could ever hope for. Fantastic.

Posted by Charlie Morgan on 10/21/10 at 09:21 PM

...ditto what gabe said, reminds me of a c/w line: she hit me with a left and right 'cause all i saw was her taillights. yeah on the summers that're gone.

Posted by Scott Utley on 01/26/11 at 05:09 PM

I really like this - you seem to move in themes - a bundle of this wonder or that cunnundrum, sorted out in your mind and work over a space of time, this work is powerful for it's use of startling imagery and a feeling like explsions, but controlled - I want to use the word stuccadoed but don't know how to spell it - "Intoxicating, vandalizing, waste And above all selfishness Time is ticking closer here to meet you once more But I can’t I don’t think I can do it Tick tock Is that your car pulling around the corner? I have to leave" Searing imagery .... beautiful use of vandalizing ...

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 04/23/11 at 07:35 PM

Sad memory leaving one with a sense of loss--not wanting it repeated! Uncertainty, timidity, and a sense of guilt come through to me.

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