Death in Real Time
His last gasp of air
Tick, tock
She stares in despair
Tick, tock
But the children keep on screaming
The wind keeps on screeching
The hammer keeps on pounding
The cars keep on sounding
Watching
Tick, tock
The hour
Minute
Second
To stop
But
It does not
alan barlow
Sun 29th Jan 2017 16:07
This first reminded me of a piece I wrote a few years back with the interlude of the "tick, tock".
https://www.writeoutloud.net/public/blogentry.php?blogentryid=4248
Seems such a long time ago now anyway I enjoyed reading and comparing the 2 thanks for sharing and the trip down memory lane ?