.
I see the clock
on the wall
stretching its arms
to engulf the night
surrounding me
time... passing so slow
a spider's sticky web
of glittering seconds
catching my eye
and the rain
falling on the roof
a little torrent
breaking the silence
drowning me
a stranger's whispers and
memories... eating me alive
inside, twisting my mind
as I lie on the coach
waiting to taste
the morning light
I count my heart beatings, again
maybe for the last time
before I close my eyes
and fall asleep
or die
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