Cossett's Poems: Short Circuits

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Short Circuits

Catacomb of anxieties, Weighing heavily on my bones Tick, tock, Tick, tock the clock spun back into the black hole of the restless The beating drums of the heart throbs in the back of the throat, Sounding echoes of screams, reminding that time is precious And 24 hours, not enough, to recuperate the... Sign in to see full entry.

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