Saturday, June 2, 2012

Tick Tock



Between a tick
and a tock:
calamity ducks



or it may not.

In the crack from
tick to tock
life flows on



or maybe not.

A thing to fear,
a thing to knock
on wood for:
some luck
between
the tick and tock.

But not my son,
the cocky jock.
He fears little,
he fears not
the ticking
of the clock.




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