Jackhammer Clock

Time keeps on
Slipping
Slipping
Slipping
Into the future.
Slip it does
But not quietly.
Time is a noisy passing.
It throbs with cardiac pulse
Like a jackhammer clock
In your head.
The staccato
Click
Click
Click.
Comforting?
At times.
Mostly maddening.
Pounding insane rhythms,
Reminding you in 4/4 time
Your life is wasted
If only you had tasted
Faith
Hope
Love.
But no.
Those are false.
Truth is
Fear.
Existence.
Loneliness.
The jackhammer clock
Beats on
With cardiac pulse
Until
Misfire
Misstep
Mistake.
The jackhammer clock
Beats no more.
Peace at last.

Copyright 2000 Marty Gordon