My eyes have revolted,
Thank god I learned to type back in highschool,
S'os to lean back my head,
I close my eyes and the light still pours through,
My brain is now hurting,
If screens were not so integral to life...
But why e'en muse, there is no refuting,
If I could just get away for one day,
Nay, let's make that a year,
To be among what we just call nature,
I could 'gain be a seer,
Of what there is,
Not what is presented,
There's enough to look at without pixels,
Just shut it down if god did not send it.