September 2010

He sat at the dining room table

watching the second hand

of the grandfather clock

as it filled his past

with more silence

and emptiness

tick tock



About soitgoes1984

I was born and raised on land stolen from the Pocumtuc. I now live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean, on land that was stolen more recently, from the Hawaiians. I am addict, struggling to kick the habit of fossil fuel. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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