The latest fashion is for sleeping,
For hallucinating and calling
That dreaming, for keeping your eyes shut
In any case, loudly refusing
When asked to wake up. Better to be
Or to pretend to be unconscious,
Lost in a deep, unreflective sleep,
Than to be in any way engaged
With an actual world around you
That isn’t you and isn’t like you
Or is like you, a lot like you, like
You insisting you won’t be woken,
Except that world really won’t wake up,
Nor worry if you die in your sleep.
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