The Howling Alarm

The Melancholy of a Worldist

In the distance the alarm is howling

This grating sound has never stopped

The howling alarm is coming closer and closer

Slower than a worm crawling

But sure enough

The alarm Tempting

Sweeter than the devil with that voice

Shut up and be silent

The alarm


Right there

The alarm strangles me

Killed by the alarm


Maybe it’s better

If this noisy sound subsides

This sound must be

Until I go to sleep

I suppose it will never stop

The alarm

Would you rather be my friend?