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tick.


click. lighter-
flicker. to boom. on this
cigarette.

click. like a pen-
sent to write a poem. but
it's caught.

click. like a second hand-
spinning around a face to count
down.

click. like these keys
pounding letters to make hearts
faulter.

c.l.ick-
I can taste the smoke
in the air around this paper as
I write words that mean
absolutely nothing.
so I click.
this pen closed.
and hit
these keys.
to say
hold.
on.



tock.
Written by Six-Out (Jon Rodgers)
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