Since quarantine my dreams are all in Zoom,
no shutting down nor way to click delete.
The brain re-wired, it's all a breakout room
of tangled thoughts and rest left incomplete.
The weary body begs for screen-less sleep;
but like the doctor's monster broken free
the brain is lurching onward through the deep
yet shallow 2-D dramas. Is this me?
But wait -- I am aware, though dim my sight,
and there's the torture of the thing, my friend:
Awake enough to sense the monster's flight
yet too unconscious still to seek its end.
I reach in vain with frozen hand to find
a way at last to power down the mind.
no shutting down nor way to click delete.
The brain re-wired, it's all a breakout room
of tangled thoughts and rest left incomplete.
The weary body begs for screen-less sleep;
but like the doctor's monster broken free
the brain is lurching onward through the deep
yet shallow 2-D dramas. Is this me?
But wait -- I am aware, though dim my sight,
and there's the torture of the thing, my friend:
Awake enough to sense the monster's flight
yet too unconscious still to seek its end.
I reach in vain with frozen hand to find
a way at last to power down the mind.