There is a monster who eats time
and he always knows when I’m running out
the door
of milk
of time
and he often seems harmless, mewling like a kitten in
a sunbath on tile
but then
his teeth gnash like a bear trap and
he growls like a starving grizzly and
he bolts like a tabby
lightning fast in a quest for the red dot, and
as I claw at my time with
jagged
chipped fingernails
begging it to stay
the monster eats my time
engorging himself on the
ever-hastening electronic cucking of the
clock
consuming my days like a teenage boy eating a
pizza.
I have a monster
and I hope he chokes on sand.
Sep 4, 2013
Sep 4, 2013 at 1:39 PM UTC
There is a monster who eats time
and he always knows when I’m running out
the door
of milk
of time
and he often seems harmless, mewling like a kitten in
a sunbath on tile
but then
his teeth gnash like a bear trap and
he growls like a starving grizzly and
he bolts like a tabby
lightning fast in a quest for the red dot, and
as I claw at my time with
jagged
chipped fingernails
begging it to stay
the monster eats my time
engorging himself on the
ever-hastening electronic cucking of the
clock
consuming my days like a teenage boy eating a
pizza.
I have a monster
and I hope he chokes on sand.