rinse and repeat as i sit in front of the chair
life spins by outside, forever lost
steps i should i should have taken
re-breathed air pockets in between the parts
per million of fallout and dust
the axis speed reduces and the ice level drops
legacy wiped clean when the solar flare comes
the party music fades back into colour.
i pay the food truck machine and explore the city once more, the auto teller grunts.