It must be
so lonely
to be a clock
in the middle
of the night
hanging
on the wall
steadily ticking
through the darkness
with no one
awake to ask:
What time is it?
even though
you will be able
to say
just the same.
Midnight
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The international magazine of stories, poems, and art by young writers and artists. Published continuously since 1973.