Screen Time

Is not even a microcosm

Of a three dimensional reality

Rather a granular glimpse

Into a pixelated place

Generating a glow

On one’s face

By many light emitting diodes

In constant concert

Crammed into consciousness

Plus heat on your hand

There is no depth

To an experience

One has at a device

Save to fulfill

A meaningless vice

One dimensional

Near flat surface

Offers no advice

On how to quit

As a digital addict

Losing to time’s grip

Which we are ill equipped



“Mirrors on the ceiling
The pink champagne on ice
And she said;

“WE ARE ALL JUST PRISONERS HERE,
OF OUR OWN DEVICE(S)”

And in the master’s chambers
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can’t kill the beast”

“Hotel California”

The Eagles



Yet here I am

Using the same tool

To divulge observations

As a means of self reflection





“What you see is not real,
Those who know will not tell

All is lost sold, your souls
To this brave new world”

– Iron Maiden

“Brave New World”



Is the alternative pen and paper

To get this scheiss out of my head

Buried in a notebook to be discarded



“The people will not revolt. They will not look up from their screens long enough to notice what is happening.”

– George Orwell  “1984”



“My solipsistic world view

Doesn’t allow me to see

What may be real reality.”

– Angelo Devlin