Tique Toque.

Oct 06, 2008 00:07


She fell.

And for an instant
I glimpsed
The future.

The sense of impending doom
Settles over me again
Like a fog

And I feel mortality wrap 
Long, spindly fingers 
Around my throat.

I sway, sway, sway, sway
Tique toque tique toque
Like a pedulum
From my noose

With mortality wrapped lovingly
Around my throat.

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sarahcapulett October 6 2008, 17:57:02 UTC
wowwww thats depressinggggg :|
but its good!

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