Congrats on the win, wonderful write!!!

So genius to use the lyric as an acrostic! That last line hits quite hard, and I love the wording in many of your lines. When the poems were posted, I read over this one many times and I will probably do so again to appreciate the rhymes/rhythm even further. Congrats on the win!

The mere construction of an acrostic is challenging for it to make some sort of sense. The longer the poem the more difficult for it to hang together. Michael has managed not only to craft a poem that makes sense, he did it in variable rhyme schemes dictated by the number of lines in each word of the acrostic. He’s had a marvelous time running everything together in a blended mood and voice. The melancholy speaks in each stanza. While he builds images through stream of consciousness, the poem nevertheless holds a tight pattern.
The withered clocks connecting the dreams are the dooms found in each stanza. In other words, each stanza is a dream in which the time is up for someone. For example, the first dream is of a mother, perhaps suffering from postpartum depression, so drugged that she literally eats off the floor until dying of an overdose. The next dream deals with suicidal ideation resulting in a hanging. Number three reminds the reader not to bring a knife to a gun fight for a greater reaction to your action. Dreams then show drowning, both by suicide and murder.
Well done, Michael, workmanship worthy of your talent.

I am ecstatic that your poem won the first page. It certainly deserved it!

Congratulations for the win...
Well this is my favorite stanza

"*Tonight, the moon it shines upon the lake,
heaven knows the sins that mortals make.
Evil eyes now burn with lightening force,
yes, see them now escape from ev’ry pore.
'
Like rats, they know the tide is on its way,
lamenting all those left out on the bay."

You are very good story teller coz you can bring someone to the scene...

Gel