the time is more than out of joint
it's shattered
fractured into orthogonal fragments
scattered helterskelter in a continuum
that really isn't much of one anymore
a blink can last a lifetime
turn around and it's next year
no point in schedules
timetables
alarmclocks
all reduced to the past tense
of pointlessness
we're out there floating in a sea
of space junk
dodging and weaving
in waves of catastrophe