I love the way I can reach you in seconds Even though oceans, seas, and land divide I love the way I can hear you Like you’re sitting right beside However, it’s still sad that I can’t touch you Innovation so profound Yet still I’m…

Who built those eyes That tell me lies From the superficial POV Of your digital lens Which clicks likes Like batting lashes Blush faced emojis Replace blood flushed faces You binge on Biased realities truths washed away by filters Characters in one hundred and forty…

myPhone   sluggish eyes drooping waning fast blinded by the bright moving frame i can’t imagine a world without my head hurting from so much focus on a screen.

obsolete android somewhere inside my industrial strength heart ; the clockwork mechanics are starting to slow ; gears grinding into silence ; my silicon skin new only 18 months ago now seems archaic next to your polymer epidermis that senses heat, pain, human contact ;…

Welcome to the wonderful world wide web: Where dreams strike poses on Kickstarter And nightmares stalk message boards, Taking unnoticed bytes of your time. Where the static of 24-hour gossip that passes for news Fills the empty spaces you forgot about (Plus ones you didn’t know…

What started as Sticks and Stones Designed to break bones In a time long gone Grew into the cultivation Of a civilization, Forming nations And eventually becoming The aching,Need for accompanying – Words and connections have Consumed us halves Trying to find wholes In a…

The cord wrapped around my finger, Stretched out on the kitchen floor, That’s how it used to be done. Communication between two people.   Now, we Tweet, Face, Snap, Chat, and Text. In groups of three or more, a conversation so big The message is…

I follow the lead of my ancestors who committed epics to stone, via hammers, chisels, sharp rocks stories, histories endure, still studied my people wrote on reindeer skins with intricate threads and techniques told elaborate tales on functional vessels of iron and pewter they cast…

I’ve heard it said When a young man dies It’s as if a book’s been burned; But when an old man dies, It’s as if an entire library Has burned to the ground. For me, If the internet dies, I’ll suffer certain losses, and simple…

All hail the almighty like ! Hold on to it for your dear life. No, really, be vigilant and watch your friends – who likes, who doesn’t, who pretends. A like can save you from tsunami, can gain you sales on origami, can save a…