And tomorrow 
We shall crawl
Into the belly
Of the big
Metal
Bird
And she will have her
Way
Night will be day
And day will be night
And none of it will be 
True or false
Right or wrong
We will strap ourselves 
In
Whether we like it
Or not
Our heads will roll
And jerk
And nod 
Like the hundreds of 
Other shadows
Joining us
In front and
Behind
And we will 
Wrap ourselves 
In blankets 
Pull up our silly socks
Watch films
Drink drinks
Read books
And wait  
For one world 
To
Turn back into another 
Maybe the same world
Maybe a different 
World
And when she is
Ready
She will cluck
And spit us all out
And we might be
The same 
And we might be 
Different 
But we will
Be home
Wherever that 
Might be 
Until
Next time