Sound of a Clock


tic toc
sounds of a clock
one drop once to make your shaking hands stop
two drops just because—
three to make a feeling leave
and four to feel the drug.

tic toc
make the sounds of time please stop
one drop once your mind starts up
five drops make the day begin
six for when your legs go weak
ten because the party wins.

tic toc
something in your hardware’s fucked
one drop once when you felt okay, but
one drop’s not enough
one drop once became too much.
tic toc. Watch another body drop.

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