All But One Asleep

All But One Asleep

I awake,

my surroundings an unfamiliar tube,

some woman on the video,

her language slowly comes clear,

her world, mine,

She says it's gone.

Outside, yellow-brown clouds

remind me of Beijing that last summer

everyone masked

it's my turn, it seems

to stare at lights and graphics

no intervention needed

we're just waiting till the atmosphere

recovers: solitaire, games against

the computer; it simulates an AI

1712 days to go

till I sleep again

897430 (est.) till we

can crack the seals