Smart Phone
Your life lasts only as
Long as your smart phone has
Any battery power.
Time sifts away in apps
And the seconds collapse
To be consumed each hour.
Your pocketed moments
Seem to troll—to foment—
As they are all devour'd.
You have cameras to
Capture the world that you
Can no longer remember.
It's phosphorescently
Beautiful—what you see—
Preserved in the screen's amber,
Tempered in sepia
And social media's
Briefly smoldering ember,
Coupled with the fragments
Of language, the figments
That remain of expression.
You share post-literate
Acronyms, generate
Trends that defy discretion.
You bombard my thoughts by
Saturating my eyes—
And such is our progression.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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