Time Trap
Time falls away
as the sky opens
her arms to
shed sweet tears
Alone, she paces,
oblivious to the rain,
drenched in uncertainty
Foggy windows hide
the clock that has long
since stopped it's ticking
Nicotine-stained fingers
flick ashes to the floor
as he taps his restless foot
and once again closes his
bloodshot eyes... on the
night that never ends
Lynn West
(c) 2010
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