“He finds her waiting like a lonesome queen”
– The Other Woman, Lana Del Rey*

The clock chimes, fluidly
Flooding the room with harsh reality;
The sun sets, majestically
Sinking and stealing Day’s delights and light;
The stars she glimpses, twinkling
And winking most coquettishly;
The moon shines, effulgently –
Only it can feel her breaking heart
As the clock chimes, fluidly.