Tomorrow, the alarm will ring
Again. Again. Again.
Time does not exist here.
Every day is yesterday.
Life is run-on - a sentence
without commas, no colons,
no apostrophes no ellipses
only the faint glimmer of full stops
somewhere somewhere
Centuries hence, they will unearth you
Still at your post, tending to orders.
Time will mummify your lips, embalm
Your throat - and yet you will
Feed the machine.
Fan the fire.
Tend to kindling.
Venture onto stage.
Feed the machine.
Fan the fire.
Tend to kindling.
Rinse. Lather. Repeat.
The show must go on.
Tomorrow, the alarm will ring
Again. Again. Again.
Time does not exist here.
Every day is yesterday.
Ignore the panic. Ignore it all.