The Clown In The Clocktower
Verse 1:
Time isn’t a river.
It’s crosshairs that tighten while you pretend you’re safe.
Every tick is my breathing.
Every tock is me adjusting for wind.
Verse 2:
They think the ticking is background noise.
I know it’s the war drum.
Each beat a step closer to the moment
when your crown won’t just dent—
it’ll leak.
Verse 3:
Mercy isn’t in my scope.
Only the sequence I promised:
Three moves. Three seconds.
After that?
You’re not in the story anymore.
Verse 4:
When the shot lands,
it’s not rage, it’s math.
Angles, distance, timing—
and the quiet satisfaction
that you never even knew
you were already out of time.
Verse 5 — The Last Laugh:
The Clown:
"HONK! HONK!"
The trigger is pulled.
"THWACK!!!"
"...and the room remembers."
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Protocol References:
YeetProtocol.exe — The removal without heat.
The Dented Crown: — The public deterrent.
GolfClubProtocol.exe — For escalation purposes on repeat offenders.