Cobwebs of My Inner Self
The cobwebs of my inner self
Brush themselves out of the way
And shut their eyes again,
In a sloth-like way
The alarm is going off,
It cannot be that time already.
I shut my eyes tightly
Trying to retain the dream
I am sure was a great one
Wanting to reconnect to the
zombie-like trance I was in a few minutes ago.
The incessant alarm is still going on in my mind’s eye
Forcing my eyes open, unfortunately.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019