Tic - Tock by Just Kel

Tic-Tock
forgotten in space grasping dreams~
they slue away

a sure footed deer,
yet have no pose-
I'm Alice falling down the hole
air without weight, can't find a hold
crumbling sand, I've lost my soul
bequeathed to time, hoping on hope
relinquished, retired...
where lies the control?

just

w
a
i
t
ing...

when will the crease
finally unfold?

no fear
not numb
nor lazy or dumb

just

tick-tock-
ing

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Really Big Words - Kids (Magnetic Poetry)
The Shapes a Poem Can Take: Different Types of Poetry
Formative Types in English Poetry: The Earl Lectures of 1917,