Today, 2020
Seavey van Walsum everyday Beige sludge smudges memory like sand sifting out from under the tracks I can no longer tell if today is grey, just as yesterday was a monotone buzz Just as the first day my reptilian legs found solid ground Or just as the day I was born – the first time around – was Positive splits and productivity spirals Kronos treads onward and our Trends tip downward with environmental stress We procrastinate, decrastinate, acrastinate, or whatever we do now– there is no end objective; pleasure’s point’s superfluous when everyday You wake up and it’s the same 24 hours everyday Your pay is scaled back and all you do is watch everyday You log onto Your job in bed and You can’t enjoy the scandal everyday You wait for a blip to send You a relief check everyday You notice You’re on 30% capacity (all You ever asked for was Time; here are wet, digested bushels of it) everyday Beige sludge smudges memory like sand sifting out from under the tracks I can no longer tell if today is grey, just as yesterday was a monotone buzz Or just as the day my reptilian legs found solid ground
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