Tic-Tac

Fern
Tic-tac, tic-tac, tic-tac,
In – made in china – timepiece,
Echoes my mama’s life,
Age is of no reason to her anymore -
Not enough of an incentive to live,
Yet, enough of a temptation to die.

Tic-tac, tic-tac, tic-tac,
Tatty, dusty gauge of existence
Catches you in every act of life,
My mama is time exempt though.
Plaintiff, in time vs. misfortune lawsuit,
She lost to misfortune… chose to, rather.

Tic-tac, tic-tac, tic-tac,
- Mama, what is time to you, I question.
- I wouldn’t know, she said,
- I ran out of it past my daughter’s death.
- What was it like before?
- Silly you, she smirked, why would I bother to remember?

- It was better than it is now! She went on.
Dreary answer to a futile query.
- Mama, but you are still living,
Please, I beseech, be merry for a moment,
I am here, time with me!
- Yes, she gloomed, my time is you…

…tic-tac, tic-tac, tic-tac.