tick tock tick tock.
We shall meet at noon.
Orchard, Bugis, Raffles place.
Walk walk walk.
Shop shop shop.

tick tock tick tock.
Night falls.
Mothers' day celebration.
Did we have fun?
Oh, an ice cream cake.

tick tock tick tock.
Went to bk.
Had my lunch,
with a buddy.
Borrowed books.

tick tock tick tock.
Last night out.
Drinking with my mates.
I had a kamikaze.
They had screwdriver and what not.

tick tock tick tock.
Past midnight.
We had prata.
Played pool.
Sober, but I had to sleep.

tick tock tick tock.
It's eight in the morning.
Oh, what the fuck,
today's the book-in day.

tick tock tick tock.
Five hours to go.
Pack my bag.
Check. Check. Check.

tick tock tick tock.
Four hours to go.
Music still blasting away.
Should I bring in a book?
Mayhaps a magazine?

tick tock tick tock.
Three hours to go.
Today's mother's day.
I've not gotten a present.

tick tock tick tock.
Two hours to go.
Grab a bite.
Gotta shower.
Have I forgotten anything?

tick tock tick tock.
An hour to go.
Squatting,
I try to shit.
I hate shitting outside.

tick tock tick tock.
Half an hour to go.
Wear my boots.
Cruising down the expressway,
I try not to think.

tick tock tick tock.
Five minutes late.
No one gives a fuck.
Thirty minutes later,
we move out.

Breathe in. tick. Breathe out.
We wait.
Line up.
Sit on the bus.
Take the ferry.

Breathe in. tock. Breathe out.
Our senses fade away.
Every building looks the same.
Everyone does.
We shut off our minds and feelings.

tick.
Scan your card.
Grab a cup, a tray.
Fork and spoon.
Eat your meal.
tock.
Standby area.
Clean your rifle.
Run.
Obstacle course.
tick.
Strength training.
Go outfield.
Lecture now.
Yes sir.
tock.
No sir.
Yes serg.
No serg.
Run guys run.
tick.
Double up.
Echo.
Down down down down down.
"... fuck. . ."
tock.
". . cheebye . . ."
". . fucking hell . . "
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