Tick tock
the last of the clock
i listened for the beat
waiting for the sweet repeat
the beat of the heart retreating
like a con condemn of cheating
banging heavy and misshapen
like an offbeat noisy envy
i grew closer
waiting for the sweet repeat
so bleat and exhaust
like a long awaited defrost
beat beat the sound of the heart
the sound i listened to
the sound i slept to
the sound i heard no more
instead, i heard silence
i felt silence
the silence of it

- jasmine b