It keeps me awake at night
Tick-tock-Tick-tock-Tick-tock
Why-did-she-have-to-get-sick
Thoughts rushing through my head
In the long hours of the night
To the beat of the clock ticking
Bloody clock
Next to me she sleeps
Snores gently
What-if-her-breathe-ing-stops
Where did that thought come from?
I lie there, wide awake again
Sweating
Bloody clock
I notice
The negative thoughts follow the clocks beat
Why is that?
Be-cause-it’s-count-ing-down-your-life
If the clock stops, do I?
Does she?
Bloody clock
Now I ignore the clock
I am concentrating on her breathing
Just noticed that her breathing
Matches the clocks beat
Suddenly the alarm goes off
I scream
Bloody clock
She stretches and knocks the clock on the floor
It keeps on ticking
So do I
So does she
But I am so tired
So very tired
Bloody clock
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Author:
Tallisman (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
This is a great use of a symbol that works all the way through the poem and stands for time and can be heard in the breathing the heart beat and clock. Lovely
Two points:
My grandmother couldn't sleep without a ticking, and to that end, her clock had no hands (long gone) and was wound up religiously every night.
That felt like an acknowledgement of the insomnia i actually experienced last night though without the ticking (not going to disclose why none - that would not be in keeping with the spirit of your poem!). Hard to say I enjoyed, Talisman🙃
Hi Dave, sorry if this upset you…not intended!
😅🤣
Hi Dave, sorry if this upset you…not intended!
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