click - tock
the slow clock
ticks
slower
bending time
backwards
to moments preserved
to be replayed and continued.
click - tock
-caught in a freeze frame-
the window narrows,
squeezing and heightening
the pinch in the chest and the tickle beneath. Agony
meets ecstasy. Horror meets temptation.
Anxiety of the most precious variety.
Drunk
on fantasy and hateful of reality,
she sits.
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