Center stage, the spotlight illuminates the amphitheater. All eyes are on the clock, divulging its internal mechanism projected onto the ground. The sociopolitical elite, six encircling entities, stand firmly as they watch the motion of the parts unfold at their feet.
The clock ticks endlessly, but does not display time. The clock ticks endlessly, but their inertia persists.
Beyond the self-advertising spectacle of our pillars, our city’s present remains stagnant, as vacant as a timeless clock.