I didn’t want the clock to tick,I tore it from the wall.Lost bolts, and screws, and marbles, cogs!I waited for your call. The ticks no longer tocked you see,and tocks no longer teased;no worries in my timeless home,no bell at half-past-three. But as the moments fleeted,as moments often do,I realised your clock still ticked,and I … Continue reading Clocks1 min read