screen time horror

i wrote this at 3am in notes app, thought it was cool.

✆

Im on my phone all the time,

when im not on my phone im thinking about my phone.

And yet i reel at screen time.

my fruits of my anti-labour.

This black mirror

that emits blue light

with software designed to beguile

i have the key to my escape and yet each time

i willingly step into my cage and hold the key

continually postponing my release

at the cost of my attention span

my creativity , my productivity

lost to these things that

dont exist in

objective reality.

instead of wind and rain

i find solace in the trills and haptics of my devices

headphones on my ears

trackers on my wrist

and in my hand

surrounded in stimuli

and yet i still itch for release.

✆

idk how to fix the spacing on this ill be saur real like it kinda look like its doing too much ! n e ways im thinking of doing a poetry section on the website or even switching to another provider because webnode has issues like every other day! anywho lemme know what you think of this one! i wanna do another longform descriptive type of thing soon but its been a while since ive had any particularly intense or new feelings `/ felt inspired. soon i hope!