tech

is this my real face? my body moving? my toes scrunching?
or is just feeling and senses that parade my body forward
i can't seem to listen, all i want to do is read and eat
it's barbaric, i look down at my desk and I see two books
an actor's handbook
carrie
what do i want?

I dodged the bullets of night
i lasted the follies and the miscreants
i was first
and now i'm last again
crawling like a baby
climbing a rope like a man
succumbing to such simple pleasures
are we not men? women? are we not the forsaken?

we are human but we no longer feel that way
technology has swallowed us whole and spit us back out again
technology does lines in the bathroom on a Friday night
technology limits libido
technology breaks man

i was having a conversation
about how no one actually calls anymore
it was a skit from a comedian
i laughed, then i sobbed

oh what a night