Melting Away



She could still remember

the warm days of summer,

seaside holidays,

times without end.

Almost.

Tick tock.

But now the warmth is too much

and time is melting away

in the sun.


Tick tock, tick tock

goes her memory

curling up

in the heat

and dying

like a beached whale

lying there

dried out 

dried up.


Time has run out.

It became too agile

as she stiffened

it curved

and ran

tick tock, tick tock, tick tock

her memory is running down,

repeating itself

out of shape

growing ever more distant

and now it’s out of time

tick tock, tick tock

tick tock

tick.


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