The creaks from the cracks, cacophony of creatures of darkness Probably, devouring something after luring them with the seductive light Here, stopped clocks devour time, and silence’s gluttony is quite alarming Pleasures of pain, of human ordeals; grouchy pages consume emotions Words without meanings strung in an alluring way to fashion nakedness Vacuously blithesome, there’s revelry and partying of the wildest nature Stoic clock watches … Continue reading Stopped Clocks