Monday, 12 December 2011

Killing Time

Killing Time

I have no body, no thoughts, no mind:
I have no feelings - I'm one of a kind...
I may have a face but have no head,
I have have some hands but no fingers to spread.
I've never been teased, yet I'm always wound up,
I'm constantly stared at, I may have some faults -
My hands are misshapen, my face is distorted -
I'll tell you one secret that's not misreported:
My life is a nightmare, I simply can't sleep,
It's this continuous ticking, the chimes, the cheeps,
I wish that my life would finally cease
But my life is eternal as a priceless antique:
I want a friend, someone strong as a rock
To bring an end to my life as a clock.


by Jack Relph