I set the hourglass for an hour

And promptly went to sleep,

And when my sixty minutes of sand fell through,

My forty winks were still blinking.

Quietly, like jellyfish in the deep sea,

With pale neon shimmers, I dreamed,

And the hourglass, too polite to wake me,

Kindly let me be.

Modern technology is too intelligent to be polite,

Too smug to allow for a human factor.

Some call it progress.

Some call it smart.

But I wonder.

-jenn