Staring out into space.
You’ve spaced out.
You’ve somehow
Frozen in time.
The present continues
To play
But you are somewhere
In a limbo.
Humans call it
Day-dreaming.
I call it zoning out.
I’m somewhere
I do not know where.
But once my soul
Finds its way
Into my body.
You will get me back.
My mind goes blank.
My sight is fixed
On something.
My brain registers
It as nothing.
You zone out
When your soul
Leaves your body.
That’s the way
I think of it.
Ask yourself
What you do when
You zone out.
Nothing right?
Exactly.
