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Shining black
Absorbs the sun
Devours the past
Present
Future

Two clicks
Ahead
Cutting teeth
Point every way
But down

Long
Red
Line
Twirls the thick
Black numbers

A spinning
Ballroom dance
Just for two
Curling to the surface
Tapping

Ticking
Clicking
Ticking
Echoes
Through the empty house

Bouncing
Off wood
Ribboned with wear
Searching out
The comfortable bird

Seven twenty
Breaks

Chiming church bells
Wailing train whistles
Shattered windows
Broken darkness
Erodes cogs

A lifetime of
Stop
Faded light
Was the
First thing to see