blackbirds cross into tomorrow
and circle back on minute wings
while i stand and watch the clock
this everlasting ticking
time machine
(gun)
the deadline triggers
i walk the line
again
blackbirds cross into tomorrow
and circle back on minute wings
while i stand and watch the clock
this everlasting ticking
time machine
(gun)
the deadline triggers
i walk the line
again
Filed under Dorothee Lang
Always love reading your work and this is certainly no exception. The ticking clock, the gun like racers on a starting line. Nice response to the theme.
Lovely Dorothee. Especially those first two haunting lines. Peace…
Short and deep.
Great imagery… love it!