I see that vacant look

In a lot people’s eyes lately

 

Life has tumbled

Into washing

And laundry

Spinning  their heads around

 

A moment to think …

Then click the screen

And the possible moment of enlightenment

Disappears down the daily sluice

 

I see those eyes now …

Counting sheep

Trying to become vacant

Blank as the mobile scream

Waiting for the morning,

To obliterate their dreams