days in daisy chains
sameness permeates
with their stale remains
and forgotten dates
chains, unbreakable
pulling me along
time, unshakeable
calendar, my song
were it up to me
each day different
some a jubilee
some vociferant
some lived quietly
without incidents
some improbably
by coincidence
days in daisy chains
what an almanac
trains stay in their lanes
there's no going back
had I but a pass
to the other side
there are none, alas
nowhere left to hide
Author notes: To the rhythm of Ochi Chernie https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MfXVBzWA9po
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