Rest
Amongst a sea of tired eyes, I make my way back home. The night’s still dark, The journey is still long. If I shut my eyes now, I might catch some sleep. I don’t mind missing my stop- What’s a few more miles, If I wake up feeling Just a bit more energized? I keep my eyes glued To the screen in my hand. How wonderful it feels To be the ruler of this rectangular land, Watching jester after jester Ridicule themselves for my attention. My stop is almost here, But my eyes are hypnotized. What kind of sorcery is this, Or is it just my mind, Stuck on this illuminating throne Hooked on my latest addiction?