Clock

I know this is gonna lie

motionless, emotionless, lifeless,

may be today, tomorrow or at any time,

while working, while walking or talking,

when its corroded, eroded rustic machine,

lacking supply of red oil, a block of its entangled wires,

cries louder: click – clock, click – clock, click-clock, click…

and suddenly, too suddenly, without letting anyone know,

stops.

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