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3:39 Pm
3:39 PM
Electronic Clocks
tick loudly in my head
screaming and jesting
the digits refuse to change.
My eyes are shriveled shut
hanging from the precipice
between P and M.
I long to go home
to sleep away
the seconds
and let time vanish
by killing that little clock
ticking slowly in my brain.
It’s been an hour
I know it,
the clock is lying
and still says 3:39 PM.
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