The Clock Is Ticking Poem by Kyle Schlicher
The Clock Is Ticking
the clock is ticking
and i am bored.
2: 37am,
nothing to do.
sleep does not come.
i try writing but, the
words elude me
in the semi darkness
of early morning.
the clock is ticking
and i am bored,
2: 43am,
my eyes burn with
a lack of sleep.
i walk to the bathroom
and i look in the mirror,
i am aging right
before my eyes.
the clock ticks on.
(2-05-1977)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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