Incubus

I'm born
I'm alive
I breathe.
In a moment or two I realize, that the sphere,
upon which I reside,
is asleep on it's feet.
should I go back to sleep?
We orbit the sun
I grow up
My open eyes see...
A zombified, somnambulist society.
Leaving us as vitamins for the
hibernating human animal.
Do you see what I mean?
You stare at me like I'm a vitamin.