Monday, June 21, 2010

Being

A figure,
a body that I can't touch.
A void,
a black hole that pulls and sucks me in.
Closer and closer I get,
but no closer to touching the untouchable being.
I search for a way to get in reach of this void,
when really there is a wall blocking my advance.
The clock master is getting too old to keep the precious time going.
Time and effort are the strains of my quest,
will I conquer them or fail??
There,
I see the void,
the being laughing at my effort.
It mocks my every try.
Tick, tock, the bell sings joy when only sorrow is found.
The clock master is getting older,
time is running away,
too fast to catch up and take it back.
Will the void be catchable or will it run every time I get too close?

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