My clock my clock
Why hast thou emprisoned me
The morning hums
The afternoon blares
And in the evening
The riotous clamor
Of discontent resurges
And deep in the midnight
The heartbeat silence
Inaudibly whispers
Of dreadful morning
And shameful yesterday
The circuit runs the circuit
And the reverberant commentary
Pops and hisses
In its immemorial groove