TobiasTheReaper

The creature with clocks for eyes Swallows the years as it prowls our garden Thin and gangly but with dignified grace It sees the time on everyone's face One clock is the present And one clock is the future There is no past and You can never go back The creature with clocks for eyes Doesn't tell you when its hungry It never goes without Because all it could ever need Is given without question It has two faces, four hands An eternity of deadly conscience Nothing to reconcile with Nothing to apologize to It doesn't hear you When the jaws snap shut for the final time You'll know the gateway to the past is closed There is no t