Text At Lunch Time
rushing bytes that nip and nick
demands of time to check and tick
a phone that rings and message that brings
a call me ... urgently
a pad to hold and touch and take
do other things to type and calls to make
To stop and smell a rose or flower that brings
Its own winter pine – never
To stand and gaze at wonder at the sky – never ever
Or smile to passerbys and recount a passage or tale of the day
Never – there is no time
My mind is gone to bytes
My battery died today
I froze and stood in the way of rushing bytes
By others that did not stop
Or stare or smile
They tapped and typed
With coffee and wiped away the frothy
Mouth that never spoke a single word
My Mind calm – its track stopped,
Was there panic – where to go and who text
Where’s my emails and the rest of giffs and jaffs
Of pgns and paffs of coms and co’s
Oh give it up and sit and watch the world go by
Smile, breath, think.
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