Tick, Tick, Tick…

Do you really think I’m oblivious to your arrogance, hovering over me in your watchful way?  Your hands wave at me so daintily, yet nothing I do will stop your incessant roundabout ways. You never stop or give me just one second of extra time.  

I really should stop focusing so much on your glass face.  Nothing changes.  Round and round you go.  Endlessly tracking my inefficiency.  

Tick, tick, tick…

5 comments

  1. At first I thought you were going to reflect on the film of “Tick, Tick, Boom” and then your line about “your arrogance, hovering over me in your watchful way” had me concerned for the turn the post was taking. The hands waving pulled me into the world or your creation – a digitized telled of the non-digital form.

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  2. I appreciate the analong clock. Can’t imagine reading this if it was about a digital 😉
    Your writing style is so engaging and free flowing. Thank you!

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