Tick
A clock goes tick tock but the sound of wasting time is tiktok. But taking the time to do something is so much harder than watching a half minute, of fifteen second burst of, mostly, nothing. There must be something out there.
The wind blows the rain to the core, making the fool who went out without enough layers shiver and shake and say it was never this cold, the forecast did not predict what is now real. Why forecast if it is just a guess.
Twice v half
