The click of a hummingbird
Defending his space
Click of my tongue
When I examine my face
Click of the door latch
As the wind blows through
Click of the clock
It’s a quarter to two
Crick in my neck
When staring at the skies
Click in my hip
As I rearrange my thighs
Click in my pen
As I write all this down
Click of my teeth
As a grin halts a frown
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