A five minute poem
It\’s 12:21 and I am busy scribbling. Writing this poem. Though I should be in bed. I\’m scribbling instead. (and the clock now shows 12:22!). It\’s now 12:23 and something\’s happening. I am eager to write even more. I see the clock hands whizzing round. With a faint \”clicking\” sound. The clock now shows 12:24! …