Information Overload

Seven windows, a pop-up ad,
One soundtrack, a beep, a buzz–
Neurons firing and misfiring
In an onion ring…

Numbers, letters, pictures–
Long tones, short clicks–
Grey matter marinating
In data and information…

Too fast! Too loud!
The brain screams, “Strike!”
Words are lost,
Found words misappear,
And syllables stammer and stutter on my tongue.

Stop the world.
Silence the madness.
Still my soul.

A quiet place of peace
Purges a mind overwhelmed.
A quiet mind is a happy mind,
And my slumber swells once more.


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