The idiot box

Watched the box Numbed my brainIf there was peaceIn this kinda rainIt pours outThe flow never endsI take what I canTill my world bendsI am numbedBy the flowI am no longer meTime passesWithout a traceI found no momentIn this empty spaceNo thoughtNo reasonJust a screen10 long seasons I am numbed By the sagaI am noContinue reading “The idiot box”

The trap of the screen

The screen flashed And the phone chimed Illuminating the ceiling For that brief moment Setting the insomniac mind  thinking Wondering who could that be? And what could it be? An unnecessary thought But unstoppable nevertheless Gnawing the edges of the brain Till the skull felt the scratch  And then it was unavoidable The phone wasContinue reading “The trap of the screen”