One scene of a movie
The lights go out but blackness is all that you see
“Don’t be long,” says the concierge
You talk but no vibrations in the air
Where is home? Where’s my footing? What’s out there?

What do you do when you can’t read time, time?
Excuse me sir, do you know the time, time?

There is
A place where I
Can go with closed eyes.
There is
A fish finger vibe
In my rhubarb pie.

Two scenes of a movie
Suddenly a burst of light explodes within me
“It won’t be long,” says the concierge,
“Before vibrations alarm in the air”
Oxygen. Someone begins to stare
Something about my consciousness isn’t there.

What do you do when you can’t read time, time?
Excuse me sir, do you know the time, time?
Somebody tells me this all the time, time.
What? We do this so how many time, times?