I inject serotonin like insulin
acting like a mad gremlin.
To my chagrin I was born in this skin
you’re not git-tin a very good bargain.
I crack like a porcelain manikin
I’m not very good at relax-in.
Here’s a bulletin-I will never win
a chance so thin, I am certain.
My animation and artwork.
Slaves Of Tiny Screens
Walking down the busy street
or running errands, the routine
everybody’s eyes are down
searching little back-lit screens.
When I am on the freeway
I can tell by how you drive
that you aren’t looking at the road
I’m shocked that I survived!
They look like you and me
with faces that familiar seem
they’re everywhere we go
these slaves of tiny screens.
Going out to meet my friends
it’s getting hard to intervene
we have so much to catch up on
yet all the talk’s about the stream.
They look like me and you
the consequences unforeseen
when there’s no interactions
except with tiny back-lit screens.
It makes me want to scream!
I animated my cell phones and tablets live wallpapers just because I could the above is my old cell phone.