The clock is screaming infidelities,
every second bleeds down instantaneously.
Depth perception rocks back and fourth;
dark sky is all there is to see.

a lot of your poems, i've notice have to do with time, there for you involve a clock for the images you want to set.

Loved it!

That was my favorite stanza btw!

and sheesh someone is in the writing mood.!

An just an amazing poet simple as that. No other word can describe how great you are. Gosh. <333