Chronophobia
Tick,
With each movement,
Tock,
With each sounding,
With the pendulum swing,
With the passing of each event,
Fear,
And the terror,
Time
To some sublime,
Tock,
Chills in the mind,
Tick,
On to never,
He’s sick
Of the clock
Of the beating
Of the being
Bound
Gagged
And tied,
To time.


Chronophobia is the fear of time
I would have wrote a longer poem
But,
I ran out of time…


Gloom
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