Were It Not

Now I'm still waiting to see what I get to 

do outside of now

I'm still waiting to get to see

where to look for messages from the

the past, could be from tape uploaded

and degraded since some of the pixels

are missing maybe were fished from a

crate of binary were ground

to powder went through a rolled

note past the biro blacked out eye

of the Queen who hadn't felt dust blown

or witnessed the past or needed to see the

future just needed me

for the here and now 

looking for messages

from the recent past, the night and

morning pulverised, 

still pulsing for posterity.