Tick tock, bleep blop, rest in peace

A Poem by winter;lyra

Tick tock

Strange time loops

Twisting shape

Breaching logic

Far ahead

Pretty escapades from sleepless evenings

By the hermit's lodge

Suggestive glimpses of a childish god

Tick tock
Bleep blop

And just like that

You're here
And then you're not

Where or when
Does it all
Connect?