Pinging calls to divert my gaze Pull me in a thousand craze Buzzes, chimes, can't resist Dropping all I'm supposed to list The scroll, a siren's sweet caress My focus rudely second-guessed Infinity pools of image streams Drown my days in bright lit dreams But when I burst from virtual deep How much of myself have I let seep? Consumed, exchanged for a blue glow Hollow cycle - exhausted, if you know Get full access to Tech Poems at techpoems.substack.com/subscribe Rss Apple Podcaster →
