[Mariner]

Alright, so here is another poem. The criticism of my last poem was that I need to loosen up a bit when I write. I looked through my poems to see if I could find one that wasn't so "over-thought" as the last poem was described. I think this poem would constitute as not "over-thought" but I don't know, I may be wrong.


Dreams and Machines

Fall asleep,
Dream of peace.
It’s not there,
When I open my eyes.
Never want to wake.

Pixels are dreams,
We don’t have to leave.
Screens take us to visions,
Deep in our imaginations.

The intangible,
Is comforting.
The tangible,
Is harsh and cold.
Live inside an idea.

Backlit specters,
We summon for comfort.
Buttons bring us,
What we fear we can’t have.

Fall asleep,
Dream of freedom.
It’s not there,
When I open my eyes.
Never want to wake.