it’s tea now
in those late night hours
moving slowly toward dawn
to ease the mind
not numb it
with whiskey
a peace sought
much needed
these days months years
as the clock ticks
mercilessly
toward the hour it stops
and whatever awaits
is finally here
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L'essenziale è invisibile e agli occhi e al cuore. Beccarlo è pura questione di culo
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Leonard Durso 
That speaks for me too Leonard.
We’re at that age, John.
I like the poem – I don’t like the merciless clock.
I’m not so crazy about it either. That’s why the clock in my den where I write does not make any sound. It’s just there to remind me when to eat dinner.