Hiatus
Where art thou? It seems That at best We can vaguely Mimic you With a Much too brief Mini version Such as napping Or sleeping All the while The cortex Beats on Despite all kinds Of stratagems Devised To enable us To abdicate Thought Via Zen Or Kundalina Or whatever Hiatus is become Diminished A lonely waif Many years ago Descarte averred
'I think Therefore I am' Aaah - So true But at such A very high price That blessing of Reasoning Overwhelmed Instinct And virtually Shrunk Hiatus Almost to the Brink Of non-existence We are thus Always on stage Twenty-Four/Seven By comparison Lions and tigers Limiting their lives To hunting Eating And copulating May have A better deal Because in between They have Hiatus!