You asked me
Why can I not see
My need to distract
With all this technology
The answers may be many
The answers may be long
Taking away my phone
Hey wait, come on
My brain has developed
A repetitious habit
To check my phone
At every beep, goddammit
I can kinda see
With every text
My need to respond
I want to know what’s next
Is it a message
From my mother?
Or is it a text
From my ex-lover?
I want the distraction
I want the recognition
I want the likes
I’ve got cognitive disposition
It keeps me from
Feeling any pain
It keeps me from
The right side of my brain
You may have a point
Maybe I should balance
The need for distraction
For the sake of my talent
Maybe, just maybe
If I gave it a rest
I would have a chance
To feel what is—inside my chest
About the Creator
Molly Roche
I am a curious philosopher.
A teacher at heart.
A learner of life.
Adding experiences to my cart.
We are all connected.
This, I am sure.
From my perspective
My reality pours.
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