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Pompeii Prances

April 6, 2016
By Mich7 GOLD, Pewaukee, Wisconsin
Mich7 GOLD, Pewaukee, Wisconsin
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Tick-tock, tick-tock…
Toes tap to a former city’s song,
dancing to the constant reminder of time.

Tick-tock, tick-tock…
On every corner, an old song plays,
through new feet, a new dance made.

Tick tock, tick-tock…
He stands spirited, singing for a rundown street,
while bright eyes move to the devoted sound of time.

Tick-tock, tick-tock…
Smoke smothers the sky,
a song’s pace quickens as time stretches by.

Tick-tock, tick-tock…
Peace vanishes along the sun and panic now an essence of his tune,
time changes, so the dance does too.

Tick-tock, tick-tock…
Sorrow arises, like the smoke in what was clear air,
it’s almost time, and people stare.

Tick-tock, tick-tock…
One final dance, to escape thickening black,
and sights of grey cross breathless faces.

Street music stops, but time goes on…
Toes tap to a suffocated city’s song,
dancing to the endless echo of tick-tock… tick-tock.
 



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