Old Clocks

The Levitator

Is a curious creature

He floats in the air

With an eerie humming noise

But he can only float

If he feels no one is watching

You have to tread carefully

And if you’re lucky

You’ll catch a glimpse

Of the ‘Tator;

Tinkering away

At old clocks

He has more scars

Than anyone I know

And loves

A nice big shot of crystal meth

To start the day

Floating away


With old clocks

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