I've resisted the intrusion
of technology into my life
more than some,
not as much as others,
but this morning,
getting out of my car
while juggling a cellphone,
a digital camera
and a new, stiletto car key,
as another, dead cellphone
bulged against my pocket
and my laptop weighed me down
in the bag hanging
from my shoulder,
I realized that I've lost.
Max, Simple, uncluttered words. Great punch line. Good stuff. love, Alison
There are many of us who feel this way. You have captured it well poetically. avr
You know what they say about technology surpassing man's ability to comprehend--GAME OVER! So as long as you know what you're doing, I quess that's OK. lol! Just make sure the batteries aren't dead! Excellent write! Linda
Nice put together Max. The narrative is wonderful; flowing well to a punch line.
Tell you what, you need some consolation. Why don't you sit right down in this easy chair and let my robot bring you a banana daquiri?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
But what a drag if you'd won.