Tick-tock

The sound drives me mad

In the middle of the night when I can’t sleep

I hear it

Its blessings and curses I reap

Sheeewww

Outside among the leaves I see it

In old pictures

In my husband’s face

In our joints

The little kid in the yard next door

All the argued points

The columns hanging on my wall

My dog’s weight

The odometer in my truck

The rusting gate

The sole of my shoes

They all echo the truth

Tempus fugit

The good and the bad

All the fun I’ve had

I can’t renew it

It’s light and fading

Going somewhere

All for something, toward something

I look and there’s an empty tomb

An invitation

As the calendar flips and the hands move

Leaves rustling, all humanity bustling

Evidence here

What am I to do

In line with it all

I’m coming after You