How Long Is Too Far Gone?

the hearts we break

are the hearts we take to the grave, 

the pendulum of age sways, 

the hands of the clock, tock,

there’s millions upon millions

lost, 

staggering, 

dehydrated

upon the wastelands they’ve created, 

time stares like a mortician 

willing his corpse to get up 

and dance the charleston,

he shuffles through 

the endless records 

of the deceased

as if he’s searching for

his favourite song

how long is too far gone?