Gazes extend into the on and on.
The collective stifles the massive yawn
then strides off to accomplish heroic deeds
so bracing
both hither and yon.
Click click click.
Make these small thefts stick, and sticking make up a purpose...
Please help them make up a life.
The strife cannot possibly be held in a click or a clock. Those tick tick tick....
Then tocks. Click click clicik, then shock.
Take this shot of love coughing up blood.
Look back on it to help you cry.
Picture it again to help you wonder why.