Written in anxiety and love

I feel nervous that I won't wake up on time tomorrow and will sleep through my alarm. I'm not sure what to do.

TO ANTE
Laboratory of invention, we had vision and purpose,
Expiation is part of this meditation, to remember
Hummus paste and pita?(...what gave the sandwich flavor.)
Attempt greater strength but admit weakness.  The
Mutt we had as kids was alive for 13 years and died.
Ex post facto I thought he could have lived longer,
Retroactively we try to make up for what goes batty.

ANTECEDENT
Myrtle trees at Myrtle Beach--I thought I knew a lot;
Ignominy, today a feeling, tells me that I only wanted
Crocodile tears in place of real ones (to impress them.)
Hungarian goulash relies on paprika (& a mix of vegetables.)
Retrospective we look at the past, trying to ameliorate.
Expiry dates change but new cards are promptly sent. 
Crocus flowers were my favorite memory of first snow;
Hunks were handsome men, but the term was obsolete;
Odyssey was a book we all read, loved, a tired diaspora;
Drenched we came out of the summer rain, happy kids,
Expressions aglow, laughing, breaking rules of the limits,
Mutton does not seem quite edible somehow.

TO ANTEDATE
Labor saving devices may not save labor.  Why do we seek
Ignorance instead of truth, were we not to know? What
Crook took from the garden of good and evil any
Humoresque, so that we would be carried away by it.
Revaluing what we have before us and set before us,
Offenseless tides of the day, ins and outs. Where we go,
Tinsel will be sold in stores soon.  I will go to a study, a
Labyrinth of groups, socialites, some with friends, some
Immature, some pretty mature. We all get older, it is a
Fluke of nature, or a lucky strike at billiards. From
Nutty breads to granola bars we draw sustenance, see
Expropriation as unjust in some instances, just in others.
Immeasurable pain, do we become conditioned to all?