TechnOdium

I realize now

So late it may seem

This distinct abhorrence you have

To these digital tether

Who knew?

We have blindly accepted the binding

The tenuous invisible link

Our private lives no longer our own

A necessity of commerce

Of research

Of Friendship(?)

So lets talk voice to voice

And read on and from paper

In coffee shops

In parks and streets and balconies and buses 

Amongst humanity (some will still be regrettably tethered)

An interactive dance

With touches and scents

And sounds and feelings

A revolutionary break free to be we

This can start with you and I

*the irony this is written in blog is not lost upon the writer