Poem #2,803 | I shall write again to commemorate

I shall write again to commemorate
my extend by another day [briefest
of moments guarantee each day is
real] – I’ll drift in my given time as if
it is endless – no final breath will be
met is our denial – let cocks crow &
call out thrice – sleep our rehearsal
for not ever waking again – Type is
my only time travel [with edits easy
vetos] & words an uneven path left
where I trod – a few bricks sit sunk
& are noted hazards – With lines by
my rules I take my day from others