New day You wake Earthquaked Body bound in bedsheets Head held entirely trapped Under its debris of collapsing dreams Straightened out, you hit the streets Thickly tangled trails of traffic track and trace The entire tapestries of countless lives This close-packed global mesh seethes, ceaselessly Deep in the dense, dark, undead earth beneath Packed trains shuttle down tunnels Gas and water pump through pipelines Cables carry currents Overhead, planes pace planetary pathways And, threading through the brains of the living Billions of thoughts per second commute Stretched between uncounted catacombs of rooms Taut wires team with voices and images As does the entire ether via higher satellites Yet, see you Woven well within your secrecy of walls and windows Believing yourself mercifully deaf To the sin of such a cacophonous din