Don’t know about you,
But I can hardly wait for a new day,
This scouting into unknown jeopardy alludes exciting adventures.
I cannot wait for a new day,
Perhaps tonight I imagined hearing a mouse in my room,
His belly growled as he raced his way.
I cannot wait for a new day,
Even that suddenly shorter than short they became,
Timekeeper’s clock runs slower doubling sand.
I cannot wait for a new day
Leftover thought of family isolation left me quick,
With a flick of charcoal stick on my London’s paper brick.
I cannot wait for a new day,
These days I notice how “nature mort” dies faster
How quickly are my apples and cabbage programmed to spoil?
I cannot wait for a new day,
Plastic I like again, it will last longer than any of us,
Similarly, I will have another million galloping thoughts.
I cannot wait for a new day
Definitely I could look for something in some new tomorrows,
Perhaps same tomorrow will be perfect for someone’s something somewhere.
I cannot wait for a new day,
Again tomorrow surprises me with scarce sorrow,
Drawings of wings by William Blake ask me to quickly resurrect.
I cannot wait for a new day,
I sleep like it’s going out of fashion,
I sleep like we’re going to run out of dreams.
I cannot wait for a new day,
I open my eyes early but I get up so late,
The antichrist fails his toilet paper heist and fades.
I cannot wait for a new day,
Siesta, coffee and then siesta Rotonda,
New York, London and Paris Giaconda.
I cannot wait for a new day,
Inside the middle circle, seated in the corner I start my dream.
Maybe batteries will last me till half-past trough this thrill.
I cannot wait for a new day,
Mirror, mirror on world’s walls
Who’s the ______ of Them Trolls?
I cannot wait for a new day,
Feelings are quite mutual for that nouveau grey
What is this day called, if asked could you say.
I cannot wait for a new day,
Again copy-paste, digital pollution is the narrative of the evolution,
This loyal isolation may bring me salvation too.
I cannot wait for a new day,
Permanently thinking about some new tomorrow since many yesterdays,
I am still waiting the showcase of yesterday’s thoughts of now or new tomorrows.
I cannot wait for a new day,
I woke up smiling whilst stealing God’s day,
Eating, sleeping, smoking, drinking and allllways thinking.
I cannot wait for a new day,
Galactic hitchhiker tells this story in vain,
Their neoliberal time machine has crashed.
I cannot wait for a new day,
The infinity gets even longer and stretches more towards the end
Pretend with no turning off and nothing to send.
I cannot wait for a new day.
Boris Injac
London, April 2020
