ACCIDENTAL TWEAK

My mind is not silent.

In real-time I hear the same peppy chorus
repeat repeat repeat
plugging direct

into the center
of my attention.

I drink from a yellow cup
and my thirst cannot be quenched.
The digital clock is the sun,
which no cloud mitigates.

I cannot be overcome;
my thirst cannot be quenched;
my mind is not silent.