The Chase Poem by Katty Livingston
The Chase
It always seems so simple, so..
Harmless.
Like a butterfly that lands on your shoulder,
And then it bites you.
The same is for The Chase-
Boy meets girl,
Steals her heart.
But what if there's no heart to steal?
For me,
It's like having a calender that tells
Which day it isn't.
Or a watch that tells you
What time it's not.
Tick tock,
Time has no meaning.
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8/28/2026 9:01:31 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Bautiful and intruiging poem, Every line is simply immaculate, phenomenal write! The confusion is well-stated. 'It's like having a calender that tells Which day it isn't. Or a watch that tells you What time it's not. Tick tock, Time has no meaning.' Beautiful. :)