the clock seeks vengeance on this frame.

The Clock Seeks Vengeance on This Frame.
_______________________________________

This Morning,
(upon awakening)
I bit the Head
off of a Clock..
and spit Lost
Seconds into
an Abyss.

(where A
Human Face
used to Be.)

and then I
paced The
Floors (like
a Madman)
Laughing.

(because I'm
Too ashamed
to Weep.)
_

I recall fond
Moments
from Days
Long Gone,..
when I used
to Eat Her
Heart (for
Breakfast.)
as She Smiled
Sweetly Like
The Dawn.

Inviting me
into That
Secret Place,..
where Love
Stands Crucified.

(without a Wall
of Shame to Nail
My Soul Upon.)
_

But this
Abyss
is Endless
(now)
it seems..

A Place of
Darkness
void of Light,.

with Seconds
Measured in
My head by
Screams!!

as The Clock
seeks Vengeance
on This Frame.

(where a Smiling
Face used To Be.)

j.stephen.h.