we were stuck on
blue screens and heavy eyes
scrolling endlessly
hoping to find
the answers to our problems.
our heads are a cobalt sadness
our dreams, lavender mirages
voids we couldn't fill on our blue screens
our medicine are the beautiful, blue screens
we use them to sedate ourselves like the caffeinated drinks we consume to get through the day.
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panacea
Poesianot completed. panacea (n.) : a remedy for all your troubles. twenty three poems about society's most beautiful tragedies.
