Future waited

My eyes blinked habitually

Many times at once

Trying to figure out things

Through the dusty glasses

My tongue searched

In the hollow in there

For my begone tooth

Struggling to chew on

My ears heard annoying sounds

My eyes saw disturbing sights

My mind shunt down at disgusting things

This seemed like an alien era

Flying cars, rolling mats

Talking jars and speaking pans

Walking ovens, selfie sweeper

Convertible homes

Is it this, the future I waited?

Or just as simple as a nightmare

That would fade away and keep things in place  

As I wake up and open my eyes…