rattle, tick, hum, tock.
the air stale, tinged by a hint of decay.
crackle, spit, embers pop.
a chorus of motors hum, my ears cry,
it quietens slowly, softly, ssh.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
rattle, tick, hum, tock.
the air stale, tinged by a hint of decay.
crackle, spit, embers pop.
a chorus of motors hum, my ears cry,
it quietens slowly, softly, ssh.
so evocative . thank you!