Feeling More Like a Dinosaur
They're free,
To flitter and twitter quicker,
And text like busy bees.
With neurotic overtones,
Humming tunes...
Only they can hear to please.
Playing games held in their hands.
With the clearness of TV!
And I'm...
With no cellphone on me.
When I hear someone say 'hello'.
I respond with a smile that's quick.
To get a look as if I am the one,
Invading in on private business.
Electronically I am alone.
Since I refuse to be that detached.
Like those earplugged to satellites,
Beaming signals to distract.
Electronically I am alone.
Since I refuse to be that detached.
And yet I feel so out of it...
When 'wassup? ' is all I'm asked!
'Wassup? You down in the hood, yo?
To grab a bite of sites?
Or are you just breezin' digging on the pace? '
Uh...uh...
'Latah, dude!
You done slid into the ages.'
Uh...uh...
Yeah!
Cool.
Electronically I am alone.
Since I refuse to be that detached.
And yet I feel so out of it...
When 'wassup? ' is all I'm asked!
Uh...uh...
Yeah, yo!
High five on that!
'Latah, dude!
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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