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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