Today felt like the first and last of clocks
time was nothingness
as I stood there with metal in my ears
Time wouldn't move
There was no seconds, no minutes
Just the beating of my heart inside my toes
Just the blows to my arms of glass
You grabbed my hair in a fist and each single strand wrapped your fingers like it was welcoming you pulling its roots
And as you held my arm in a chain
I thought my bones would crack like the  ground in endless winter
Maybe my arm would fall to the ground as sand and you'd watch the grains slip
When you let go I
Willed my legs to move
I told them to run
Run towards the open field that would lead me away from you
But they stayed still
Planted on the cement while the grass grew around them
I cried like crying was a way to wake up from a nightmare
Like crying was the way to breathe again in isolation
Tonight you held my soul
And like every night I was the lungs you put smoke in
And like every night I was the veins you put venom in
Today there was no time
No time because pain didn't pin point clocks seconds
It held them and made them wait until the sun rose again