Watching the clock watching.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
Heart pounding.
There is no alarm to tell me.
But I know, the time is nigh.
The Angel of Death has made herself comfortable.
Sits cross legged on the couch.
And I am about to die.
Tick-tock.
Tick-tock.
Watching the Angel watching.
I forget the clock.
She's really quite beautiful you know.
-posted by Nobius 1:55 AM 