Radio world waves electronic we hide behind screens blackberry
moronic all of us strangers texting and typing finding, tweeting
all invited... Sent through the air, You don't see us griping. No
shower, no problem, in my underwear Hair and makeup totally a mess.
I can sit here for hours Delete, Edit, Add! Then, Message sent...
lightening speed! In fact lightening speed seems slow to some. They
keep making life faster, to keep us going! but going where? from
where I sit trying to keep up with the latest tech and Face Book my
friend Would they be there for me? I doubt it, not at the end not
even neighbors deem to help, Their too busy sitting, behind screens
themselves. Phone number's I once knew by heart... in a word;
Electronic! Apple /Bionic The young ones Have always known this
electronic life. Born with this penchant for sitting alone...
Conversations of the past, search for the last entry Effectively
Fast. but one wrong digit I lose the thought Siri answers back Try
history or faves Try as I might The error message repeated... . I
actually didn't mind it I'd rather stop by, so you can see, my
heart and eyes instead of all those internet lies. Because, for now
what is life? but words on a screen... luv you mean it c u @ 3...
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