I call this piece, “Alarms”
These distasteful things blare out each morning,
With the worst possible tone,
And the loudest possible volume,
Instead of reminding you that it’s the beginning of a fresh day,
These annoying sounds are merely reminders that you’re still tired,
And the worst part,
Is that you set them 5 minutes apart.
Oh – dumb, innocent you,
You, who thinks that the extra 5 minutes of “snoozing” will make a difference to your energy levels,
You, who thinks that the bathroom stalls will be empty even if you wake up a little later.
And as they ring,
You groggily reach out to slide, tap, or shut,
Making a mental note to set fewer alarms,
To pick a better alarm tone,
But as your day comes to a close,
You have forgotten,
And the relentless cycle continues 24 hours later.