Tick Tock

Waiting for the fuckin clock

The world will close

Nothing left

Tick Tock

I’m running out of time

I’m waiting for you

I don’t want you to hold my hand

Tick Tock

It’s fuckin late

I’m going to be late

It won’t be on time

Tick Tock

No more time

I missed it

Ran out of time

Tick Tock

You were late

I am gone

Nothing left

© 2001 David Greg Harth

01.09.25.16:16:16 @ 1515 NYC