Decaying Time

Why do clocks linger in this world?
Sinisterly keeping us aware of the passing of time
Their arms twist circles
Like merry-go-rounds
Or wheels of bicycles
But time never halts
It proceeds
Monotonously
The ticks and tocks are unbearable to hear
Each one is a miniscule reminder
That life is deteriorating
That opportunity is perishing
And that my dying day is nearer
Forgetting time is what befuddles me
It is so effortless
It becomes effortful
I wish I could forget time
For merely one day
I would cease everyday worries
And savor the miniscule moments
That make life marvelous
And eclipse the ticks and the tocks
Of decaying time