Time Killer

 

Ticktock, ticktock,

that’s the sound of my loudmouth clock.

Digital numbers pushing, bullying, controlling, telling me to be on time,

Relax and I’ll tell ya what inspired the crime.

 

Seconds, minutes, hours—none of it ever mattered to me,

So I went on a time killing spree.

Weeks, months, years…all gone—it just had to be.

 

Drive-by stomped an innocent wristwatch with my lethal shoe,

that’s when a little bird told me I was cuckoo.

Supposed to be in class. Nope. No way. Not gonna happen. Just sat their on my lazy ass and earned my master’s degree in chill—

because I had way too much time to kill.

 

Two hands goin’ round n’ round,

Same old, same old story. Forever. Never profound.

Morning alarm buzzed and awoke my mental concussion.

Solution: hit the snooze button.

 

 

 

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13 Comments on Time Killer

  1. A timeless message given just in time. You can never be too timely when it comes to time. Perhaps with thyme on your snooze button as it may hide that much valued sleep stretching inducer.

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  2. My, killing time can get messy! Big Ben is not so easy to murder, and alarm clocks tend to scream incessantly. I loved your Time Killer poem. What was your inspiration?

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  3. Marvellous, made me smile…cannot abide ticking clocks! Great creation to go with.

    Liked by 2 people

  4. Awesome. I like the graphic, too.

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