They’re everywhere; neon eyes of blue, green, gold, white and red, in all spectrums of ish’s too.

From the moment I wake up, they follow me around. They sit and wait in every room. I shut every door but their tiny cousins wait for me in other common areas. They sit giggling on shelves, scream at me on counters and shelves, and the ones hanging on the the walls, at any moment; ready to lunge.

Some are scrolling, blinking, flipping, counting up, counting down, set to go off, set to shut off and some simply there to tell you they’re off.

These tiny little faces on the television, V.C.R., blu-ray, cable box, receiver, coffee pot, stove, microwave, thermostat and radios, hunt me. And those are just the peripherals.

I’m Alice’s rabbit, ready to break my neck tripping over my fob. Fobs; chained to time.

It’s time for war. I have six carcasses in a desk drawer; a watch morgue.

I’m not hearing school children today, maybe I need to turn on the news? No, wait, it’s Saturday, time to go out and enjoy it.