Tik Tik.
Oh, what sounds I hear
when alone—
Tik Tik.
I watch it sling
like a pendulum,
Such a conundrum
I have
in my mind.
I sit as time
goes back—
only recounting tiks
As the tok
goes by.
Tik Tok.
Seems I'm beginning
to mold,
For I don't tik
that I'm doing well.
Maybe it's time
tok go tik sleep.
Tik Tik Tok.
I miss people—
Their voices,
their faces,
Tik touch.
But I remember them
by this clock;
It looks like them,
in a way—
Just as it tiks
and toks.
They walk
and they talk too,
But I just sit here
for right now,
As that grandfather clock
tiks
and toks.