I can hear the blood pumping through
and I'm wondering
who am I,
or if I am,
when?

this pen of mine holds
no secrets,
no time you see,
no time to be me.

endlessly is no enemy and yet
ceases to be friendly the longer
it goes on.

Eternity's the same
just a different name
but the same.

Gushing is good
rushing is better
pumping's okay
it got me so far
and will take
me forward into
another day
so
I listen carefully
to the internal
machinery
who can blame me
for that.