Afterimage Clerk

Inherited Assumptions

The basis for filing is gone,
But the legacy routing lives on.
Just stamp it as read,
And go back to bed,
Before the next system will dawn.

The exception is lacking a base,
So we filed it in physical space.
The proof wasn’t there,
So we routed the air,
And concluded the predecessor’s case.

The continuity note has been filed,
Where the old justifications were piled.
The ghost of the rule,
Remains in the pool,
And the missing report is compiled.

The appendix remains incomplete, A ledger we cannot delete. With motionless grace, We stare into space, And suffer the quiet defeat.

The vacancy echoes profound, With stationary chairs on the ground. A lifetime of waiting, With no validating, In halls where no answers are found.