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Jack Piatt
Poems
May 2012
tick, tick
I look at that clock with a loathing
Β Β growing
Β Β climbing my ribs like a ladder
to my brain
right past my heart
aggressively approaching
the place where it
will inevitably explode
killing the notion of time
and with it
the need for a clock
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Jack Piatt
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