Tech Stress Poem by Jeanne Fiedler

Living in a world
of tech-no-sense
really is affecting
my consciousness...

Boggling my mind/
ruining my peace.
Cluttering my time,
needing to cease.

Don't get me wrong
Everyone loves their toys
I love my laptop,
but I get annoyed.

There's nothing more
consoling to a painful woe
Than a kind person
in the flesh and soul...

I like to look into
a person's eyes
texscript is just not the same...

I like to hear
a person's voice
to see what's behind the name...

Cell phones are good
no doubt,
but all the gossip
makes me burnt out..

Tech-no-dates
are such a nightmare
beneath my password
why would they care?

But I hope one day
I can hug someone
and feel their heartbeat,
it would be fun,

Then,

I will breathe again...