Tuesday, October 11, 2011
5:30 A.M
I am a merchant.
A merchant of time......
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Trading midnights for mornings
Wasting hours in kind
Spending minutes and seconds
In sleep banks of mine
My investments are sweet
With each hour I keep
The minutes keep beat
While seconds sing me to sleep
The second stops on the clock
The clock rings and then stops
The stopped rings of the clock
I've all soon but forgot
My sleep is so heavy
It's so heavy I sleep
Past the alarms
I've attempted to beat
Now my company calls
Now my company ceases
Now my company falls
Now my company's in pieces
Wait wait!
Calls the clock
The investor's old stock!
It's come to default!
It's come to a halt!
The minutes clock out
The seconds spill out
The hour is burning
This old building out
Wait wait!
Calls the clock
Wait.....
*Ring* *Ring*
SHIT. I'm late.
I didn't hear a thing.
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