The clock is ticking
but the minute hand
doesn't seem to go
The clock is ticking
but it may be moving
backward
I don't know
And the minutes
feel like hours
And there are
a million left
or so
And so
I conserve my meager
rations
a sugar rush
to get me through
the hours today
and tomorrow
and the next
until finally
I'm back with you
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