When the sirens blast I never know
immediately that it's the test
of the first Monday

My head goes crazy
I'm wrongly
tuned

Just like you
I am cautious
of imaginary dangers

far from my neighbourhood
and in the dark future
such as the global death

of oceans and people
Beware, it comes close
it flies

into my street, in league
with missed opportunities
and the uproar

of my achievements
But then I think: oh, right
it is twelve o'clock again

I'm really going to do better