The Ticking The suffering of the ticking And in the dark We fought, stalemate, 4am, the torment we decided to spare each other that day, Another time No pliers, no weapons We fought in the dark We fought but the stalemate 4am, the torment we decided to spare Lack of care, we decided to spare Lack of care, we decided in the torment we decided to see another day The bombs kept going off Ticking And ticking And ticking And ticking And the dark We fought You and the bomb has been retired for another day, another time No pliers, no weapons We fought You and the dark We fought You And the ticking stopped And the loud w--- _____________________________ Used charNG from Sourceforge How to read: Pretend you’re reading at an open mic night. Pretend it’s slam poetry. Pretend you wrote this poem after a fight against someone or yourself. Pretend it’s you.