And then a cigarette.

An experiment in the miniscule
In an attempt to connect with the outside
The outer limits
The twilight zone

Short-lived
In subjective surroundings

Unclassifiable and unofficial
But an experiment nonetheless

Unhindered by outside influence I am without the restraints of the everyday

The rules and boxes and checklists
I am Wells sitting in his imagined time machine
Only smaller

Less pertinent and

Far less acknowledged
As I sit and light up a pointless cigarette
And drink again
Too early too soon never enough

The experiment is thus –
How
Long
Can
You
Simply
Go
On
Never having to change.