Tick, Tick, Tick
I sit alone in the daunting darkness
Moreover, all that presides through the night is that
Tick, Tick, Tick
Why does it not stop?
Give me a chance to undo the do of life
It does not care; it keeps with its tormenting
Tick, Tick, Tick
Mistakes, loves, deaths all have gone
Nevertheless, I just sit spellbound beneath that obstreperous
Tick, Tick, Tick
Osvaldo Roman Cerda
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tick-4/
