Tick
Tock goes the clock
As they pick my brains
To devour all I know
And take comfort in all I don’t
To be the very last one
To take the final poke
Scratch
Scratch
Consuming every tender morsel
Raging and feeding
Do they know – what to do
When my shell is empty
Throw me out like trash
Into the city street
That glistens in rainbow slime
And feed off all the beasts
Garbage clad people
Wandering aimlessly in
Constantly darkened streets
Searching for knowledge
Without remorse
Tick
Tock strikes the clock
Endlessly
Tick – Tock
Tick …………..
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