Screens

I loves me some screens.

I could eat screens 

for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

And for dessert 

Screens are better than ice cream

With whip cream 

And pralines.                                                                             

In fact, my food(?) tastes delicious

Because it's healthy and nutritious

When you add a little screen.

Spice my dishes

With instant wishes

Presented

In the glow

Of my show.

I never travel anywhere without a portable screen

Just in case the places I go don't have them.

Thankfully

Most places do.

So I can glue 

My mind

My attention 

My face

To this interface.

I'm happy that libraries and restaurants, 

Ballparks and arenas,

Rings and rinks,

Even over bathroom sinks,

Toilets and urinals,

Malls and shops, 

Promenades and parking lots, 

Cars and trains,

Taxis and planes,

Kitchens and bedrooms,

Offices, reck rooms, play rooms, dens, family rooms, living rooms and tv rooms

All

Now

Have the presence of a screen.

I'm so happy they are ubiquitous 

Now that mind-focus is fragmented 

And fractured

Bent and split 

Down to the minute

I can gobble up more

To restore my

Bore

With scores and stores

Of screens galores.

My digital destiny

Is written with ones and zeros

By cartoon superheroes.

Wait, 

hang on, 

just a moment

my show is almost through

Then I'll need to text you

About:

         YouTube

         Boob Tube

         Time Tube

         Trance Tube

         Tubular tube

         Vegetable tuber

Propaganda propeller 

Planting seeds 

In my thoughts and dreams.

I can be social with multiple people

Through media by

          Typing

          Tweeting

          Texting

          Posting

          Tagging

          Sharing 

          Friending 

          Following

          Liking

          Emojing (poop is my favorite)

          Giffing 

          Snapping

          Graming 

And slamming the 'line'

With stuff, stuff and more stuff.

Hang on.

Just a minute.

Let me get this.

Oh, I'm sorry I bumped into you.

How long have you been standing there?

Is our dinner here yet?

Check this out?

Did you see this post?

I love being loaded 

Blasted and bombarded retarded

By my connectedness.

Inspired by instant access to information

I can laze and daze 

Knowing I can get my fix 

My boost

My endorphin rush 

My hit

— who needs

           Hugs

           Imagination

           Creativity

           Nature

           Sunlight 

           Empathy

                         Touch —

When I can gobble my vita-screen

My nutrition network

My tasty technology 

My enlivened internet 

By scanning or scrolling

Stalking or patrolling

My bytes, bits, pixels.

My date with data.

Screens, 

I bow to you.

I keep my head down

To avoid interaction 

To maintain my contraction.

My neck

Is now designed 

To align

With the sweet divine

Digital bliss fountain.

It's and evolutionary advantage 

I will pass along to my offspring.

They will mimic 

My magnificent marveling.

My multi-screening

Multi-faced 

Interfacing devices

To multiply my multi-tasking —

After all 

I am multi-dimensionally

Functioning.

 I'm a

        Tapped in

        Plugged in

        Dialed in

        In in 

        Updated 

        2.0 

        Wifi zoned

        Free roaming

        Wide ranging

        Fiber optically fabulous 

Humanoid

With my

        Chargers 

        And drives

        And memory 

        And data. 

Where's my charger?

Where's my chord?

I better get this off

So it's all stored

As a record

That I was here 

On this screen as it appears.