Jasmine Baskerville- Tick Tock

Tick tock
the last of the clock
I listened for the beat
waiting for the sweet repeat
Of the beating hearts repeat
like a con condemn of cheating
banging heavy and misshappened
like an offbeat noisy envy
I grew closer listening
to that sweet repeat
hoping for a beat
but now bleat and exhaust
like a long awaited defrost
the sound I listened to
the sound I slept to
the sound I heard no more
instead I heard silence
I felt silence
The soundlessness of his death


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