Listening To The Clock Ticking

that last servant of the house
finally leaves

she also had to go to sleep with her mother
it happens this way sometimes

he is left alone and as he tries to sleep
he feels that the big mouth of the house is eating him

swallowed his body listens to the sound of the clock on the wall
ticking and ticking as if time is running out.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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