Sep 06, 2005 21:50
Pluck your head away from the computer
and stick it through the window sill.
There is a whole wide world out there,
remember?
It was for the whole day, my being is riveted to stories
the world was in the computer, on internet and in stories
it was as if the computer was a huge greedy thing
whose sole appetite was my attention
and after having the taste of it
it wanted more
it was afflicted with addiction
and to get its prey
it used addiction
The irony
poem