The Atemporal Wall

The Atemporal Wall Hidden away from the light of day In cubbyholes and basement flats; Are they who play computer games, And stuff their faces with chocolates. Here is where they snicker and connive (While rambunctious fingers press the buttons) On terrestrial earth, this side of the universe, Of mice, keyboards, and controllers. But when they crash into the wall of forever, And dispersed matter becomes reality; The power of the sun from which they run Traps them into the quagmire of sobriety. There is no tomorrow, they discover. The atemperol wall blocks the future. *** Note: Atemperol (Merriam-Webster dictionary-adjective): independent of or unaffected by time; timeless.