Spaces are shaped by sound,
the ticking time allows me to see.
Eyes closed, I find many ways to sleep
but there’s no way to silence my heartbeat.
Sounds shaped by spaces
the ticking of the clock lends me sight
but when I close my eyes to sleep
I find no way to silence my heartbeat.
Carve spaces out of silence,
time the ticking, wake the sleeping.
Exhausted, I turn another blind eye.
There goes my heart beating.