Midnight in a Perfect World

I’m kind of bored today. I decided to write something. The title and repeated line ‘it’s now approaching midnight’ come from an excellent DJ Shadow song. The alliterative style I think is called something like Anglo Saxon split-line poetry, which I’ve used before. In this case I thought that the alliteration was sort of evocative of the ticking clock.

I lie awake, listening to the alert ticking
Of the clock, cold hands creeping around
to touch me, terror trickles over my bones
it’s now approaching midnight

I imagine infinite loops
always returning, wrathful, revengeful to midnight
the second hand circles, seeks, dives
it’s now approaching midnight

I writhe around, roiling in torment
who will help me with this hot-wire in the soul
I tumble out, tiptoe towards the clock
it’s now approaching midnight

I strike, smash seconds off the leering face
it drops, defeated, dilapidated to the floor
hands held up as if to help itself
it’s now approaching midnight

I Return, too tired, to bed
Settle down, safe, but suddenly… tick
Silence, scraped by a second, shatters
it’s now exactly midnight

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