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Tick, Tick, Tick

Nervousness in the Tick

Kindergarteners at the circus

Running Amuck


mocking me

Tock, Tock, Tock

Knocking at the door

Trying to find a rhythm

Like Poe’s

Hopeless LeNore



Tick ,Tick, Tick

Tock, Tock, Tock

Rock, Rock, Rock

Back & Forth

Tick, Tick, Tick

Eyes flicker

Like Morse Code

A strong foreBODEing

To my silence


Against the science

Of my heart & souls deFYance

Of the Clock

Tick, Tock

Kant & Locke

Can not free or explain or speculate

The violence inside this

Park of the unamused & distracted

Factored, & Fact Checked

I’m in tolerant

Of every fall & rant

This morning angst…iety

Christ, why me.

Tick at every, trigg…er

Trig…onometry couldn’t begin to explain


Hyping me

Tock-ing, Toxically talking to me

On repeat

Rocking me to sleep, with every

Story of Black babies ripped form mothers arms

Rocking bodies, in the wind after necks snapped

Rocking grandmothers in churches

Sweating & Praying with choirs swaying

Believing for salvation

Rocking beat boxing, top rocking

Quick Shopping or Burning on Mommas

Rocking Mommas,

Ticking at the sight of dead bodies

Rocking Mommas,


Talking over loud speakers

Crying over babies

Dying over babies

Driving people crazy

Tired of Rocking to the




Of the fucking clock running out

Tick, Tick, Tick

Tock, Tock




I guess I wish I could


In crowds, crowding my mind


Eyes full of wonder


Kindergarteners at the cross

Tick, Tick

Tock, Tock


— Brandy A.