A Poem: "THE KING OF ZONING OUT"
THE KING OF ZONING OUT by Chris La Vigna ( @Chris_La Vigna ) "When my mind starts to wander Breaks out running, Deeper, Into the unknown Sprinting inward Soaring outward I escape Into uncharted zones Is it future? Is it past? All I know is: The present can kiss my ass These cubicles & kitchens These minimum wage prisons Are draining my heart But I’m less than a fart in the breeze To the Regional Manager I am The King of Zoning Out Maybe I’ll be a spy Double agent, a hitman With a strict code Steal a car Hit the highway Carve a path ‘Cross the open road Then I’ll move Up to Portland Buy a bar Have a new band play every night I know my true self I warp and I melt A new consciousness Will coagulate To perceive space time app updates I am The King of Zoning Out" © Chris La Vigna 2021