Tick Tock by Kirsty Taylor

TICK TOCK

Poem

Tock, Tick

Tick, tock, tick, tock Tick, tock, tick, tock, It’s nearly time for the flock, To walk.

Tick, tock, tick, tock, Tick, tock, tick, tock, Fingers frantically typing, Lots of lip biting.

Tick, tock, tick, tock It’s nearly time, I’ve made my dime. Tick, tock, tick, tock

Tock, tick, tock, tick As the moon rises, The workers still fight for prizes. Not realising they’re making compromises.

Tock, tick, tock, tick The sun rises, The flock remain glued to their screens, Working like machines.

Tock, tick, tock, tick The sun sets, The moon rises. Tock, tick, tock, tick.

By Kirsty Taylor. When Kirsty isn’t head-editing our zine, podcasting or teaching she likes to spend her time pouring her heart and soul onto a page. You can find more of her poetry on her Instagram or website.