Tick Tock

Everything I Never Told You

Outside of her was history.
A shroud to the past
The living beneath a life.
beyond the open door
an engraved coin, the swell
of violins, conjured spirits,
the echos of and
etching of yesterday
The yearning for a new day.

Inside of her, dwindling reason
An endless ticking watch
The watch was her mind.

-Tosha Michelle

https://m.soundcloud.com/tosha-michelle2020/time-after-time-rawvery-raw

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5 thoughts on “Tick Tock

  1. Colette B says:

    Hi Paul, nice pic you added to the poem shared here 🙂 I’m just flying-by for now but hopefully catch up with reading here during holidays. best wishes for the holidays, cheers 🙂

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  2. Tick Tock
    Is the mind of all.
    👌👍🙏👏❤
    Shiva

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