Staring out your window pane
studying the way a bird flew
eating and sleeping the day away
because you've nothing else to do
typing away at the countless keys
the light burning through sun and night
millions of acquaintances but not a friend
to tear you away from its dreary sight
luminescent in all reasons to date
in mind and spirit and soul, it burns
closing in your sockets and seizing
the very essence your body earns
find another place to hang your head
a shuffle to place your weary foot
cause something tells me you arent welcome here
in mind and memory in soot
