one
two
three
four
five
Five clicks from
the clock
on the wall.
Three-hundred
little ticks.
They count,
and count,
as I lose
time.
My head pounds
with the sounds
that come from
the clock
on the wall.
I'm losing.
Head spinning.
Thoughts racing.
tick
tick
tick
...
tick
tick
tick
...
and then
the world
stops.
