Hourglass Week Poem by sammi ama

you reject routine
as though it were meant
to be feared

some structures don't belong
where they are built

so you give more
to the space surrounding it
create an entire city
decorated with billboards

advertise Change as Good
since it's a lesser evil

the former buried
by museums and monuments
then talked about
through bleached teeth

after some sand drips down
everything that's been
reconstructed is buffered
by sameness

you turn the glass over
to start the hour again

hope the falling
sediment uncovers
something new