Zombie

Usual place, usual time
I sit here just listening
Hungry and ready
For anything interesting
To awaken me
From this sleep
Of an empty mind
Where I stare at walls
So intently
People think I am insane
Seeing movement where
There is none
My smile is hidden
By the serious and zoned out look
Of a zombie
In a cage
With a clear way out
But promised brains
So he sits
Thinking
Nonsense
Waiting for a reward
Forever