The Bluestocking 2022-23

Naomi McDonald | Grade 9 Tick-Tock I watch over you like a vulture watches its prey I am the annoying tick in the back of your mystical mind

I am always running after you But someday, you’ll be mine

I am the relief that the school day is done The anxiety as you write your test I am the turtle on shore when you are waiting But the turtle in the sea as you try to slow me down You can never have enough of me

I will stress and pressure you With the trickling of sand

I am everywhere, yet no one can ever find me I’m on your wrist, in your pocket, in your head Yet, I am obliviated in space I am like an optical illusion, infinite at some points But can consume you at others I stand still when you are in most fear But drag on for ages After all, A candle can only burn for so long You cling onto me to survive Yet, I frown upon you like a shadow As your soul leaves your body and kisses you goodbye