The clock has just screamed twelve,
I don’t know why it sounds so loud
In this empty room with the scattered dreams
And the dead TV.
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Ivy, you confessed relating to my 'Poetry Fix'; now I see we're two of a kind! I feel this one and love the imagery, especially sleep playing 'hide and seek'. You are one of my favorite poets on this site.
Very good poem, Ivy. Your very right about this mixed-up, corrupt world we live in. Regards, Seán
Absolutely a wonderful write. It draws me in. The mood is conveyed perfectly more than the mood, though - the experience.