tic toc

Tic Tic Tic
tock
the clock is running
idly by
my suddenly frantic
feelings
tic tic
so many lists
dealing with
resistances
in me
Practically manic
Feeling free
in finite chaos
full of
structure
punctured by my
toc
stress
blocked into
and through
decisions
precision bent
I’ll follow to
tic tic
and so I go
through the list
dot by dot
toc
dot by dot
tic
its getting closer
toc
to my departure
tic tic
make it stick
it counts
counting down
to frown and fly
away