Not So Remote
a sestet
Looking for that place beyond his memory,
he scans time and space within the room's debris
waiving the embrace requiring energy.
Twisting in the settee, he finds it in his lap
clicking uselessly - alas! it has no zap
Lacking battery! how will he take his nap?
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