Wired Tired Sucked in Sapped Scrolling Trolling Anonymous Snapped Eyes down Disconnected Alone Distracted

I’m not mean to you But I can be mean to you I don’t want to be mean to you But I will be mean to you Don’t make me be mean to you So I don’t have to be mean to you I know…

Ah me! A blogger, a writer! A wanna be, me. The more I learn, the more I don’t know About technology! Selfies I know, but Snapchats? What’s that? Email and Ebooks fill up my G’s Making my hard drive look like swiss cheese! Courses and…

I can’t speak this mood I’m in… Staring me in the face Winds of change Are raging Burning to erase No muse has spoken The word to describe It goes on unsung The things my mind hides Earth and fire mix Form translucent glass What…

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This device in my hand A new lease of life There used to be a time Deviceless Then we had people Whimsical Loving us….spontaneously Now we have devices Taking us All across the globe In search of love We truly deserve This device in my…

How Grandma loved that attic fan, and the breezeway between her house and the cellar, and the big chest-type deep freeze that meant she didn’t have to can every blessed thing she put by for the lean months, and the television that got two channels,…

For a second lets go offline And observe the slight wrinkle on our granny’s face for awarded growing another year older For a second lets go offline And observe the anexiety on our dad’s face who want his children to be safe For a second…

How the world marvels at the world handheld So much knowledge flooding towards us at a mere flick How quickly the technology of years past remain forgotten Steam engine, spinning Jenny, printing press But most of all the humble pipe that flows, Water to refresh…

in search of her next meal she pan handles her way through the streets asking for change pennies off the ground nickels, quarters, dimes pan handling is her life’s domain she approaches my car at first glance is my rejection as she disembarks from my…