answer me

answer me

the Metronome

sound

keeping pace

with silence

provoking sound

click click

tic tic

tic toc

we vacillate

in a rhythm

like a clock

12 by 5

minutes going by

heart beats

within the cycle

noise

chasing silence

expand contract

the fact is

it is all cyclic

the little drummer boy

is sleeping

widows weeping

widowers too

the children never knew

it was like this

until they weren’t children no more

the discordant symphonies

are beautifully playing

enticing with

impugnabilities

so sign along folks

yeah

i love egg yolks

they have color

and “causual” sounds

in the scrambling

me

over easy

please

for these knees are aching

while faking

solemn prayer

begging for

understanding

demanding delivery

clarity

from this surreal

contextual

perplexing

self vexing

dark hexing

indexing

conscious ride

and somewhere inside

i feel the ticking

and i hum along

resonating it’s vibrancy

flowing

with no knowing

as to what Ocean

the river ends

to do it again

and again

is this home

yet

is it i who must let

the sound

of that Metronome

cease

please

answer me

(c) 2 December 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.