Letting Go

May 11, 2008
By Brendan Allen, Hinsdale, IL

The clock is always ticking, no…yelling, screaming!
Screaming at the faces of every single person
Who stands a chance at getting a hold of time.

Time is living inside this machine,
Strangled by its hands, imprisoned by its numbers,
Slowly melting away until there is almost nothing left.

I want to smash the clock! I want to let time go,
Let it wander into the empty spaces
And seep into the cracks of my life,

Where I would hold it, cradled in my hands,
Comforted at last.

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on Aug. 5 2008 at 9:14 pm


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