alarm bells ringing in my head
in the hallway in
my apartment ringing
ringing every
two minutes for three
hours & counting
testing the system they
say every month
they do this ringing
to drive us mad I
say us stay
at home writers
drug addicts mothers fathers
the unemployed the lazy
all of us that stick
close to home
are tortured once
a month ringing to keep us
alive they say
but I sit in
my office & lose
my mind a little
& I fear that working in
the film industry
is better than this
& that's some scary shit
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