Crash
Crashing
Crashed
It’s arrived.
It’s here.
Brace yourself, it won’t be pretty
It’s going to be ugly, mean, cruel, honest and
truthful.

Repeat
Repeating
Repeated
It’s never ending. It’s there. It won’t stop
It’s a jewellery box with a broken tune
It is ugly, mean, cruel, honest and truthful.

Finish
Finishing
Finished*
It’s still there, of course.
It won’t ever leave, it’s dormant
It’s waiting for the new one to arrive,
it’s done what it’s meant to do.
You are ugly, mean, cruel, honest and truthful.