Mobile Phones – a midnight rant.
(freeform unedited poetry)
HEAD DOWN IN SHAME
You tube, you porn, you rot away,
Facebook, grace took, retina display.
Google, gag on http and ham soup,
Twit your brain down into gigabyte gloop
Text, predictive,
L
O
L
Shorten bandwidth, broaden hell
Favourites, email, apps, returned call
Down will come handsfree (cradle and all)
FaceTime,
Not face to face time.
Siri,
Don’t say.
Compete,
Whine online.
No conversation
Or play.
Blog,
Rate,
Like,
Recharge
And Bookmark.
Kindle your fire
(to read in the dark.)
Tablets and handhelds and wifi and pics.
Bluetooth and waterproof and camera clicks.
Headaches and hand aches, rsi and no laughs.
No bite, no water fights and no framed photographs.
Just a retinal burn,
The tired cursor, blinks and waits
For your last clever blog,
Your software updates.
And you’ll sit,
And you’ll sit,
And you’ll wait for the beep,
The sounds of your life
That resounds in your sleep.
A concoction of misery, an implosion of home,
Look down, be ashamed of your mobile phone.