3 oz of Insanity


By Ewan
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I pull it from my pocket
for the first time today,
but at a minute past midnight,
I'm an addict, you might say.
What if I do miss something?
Or someone misses me?
I'll just take a look at twitter
and rail at the BBC.
I remember discussing sheeple
and what makes people free,
my hands turn into lobster claws
before the clock strikes three.
I've given up on sleeping,
the FOMO's killing me:
I've put my life on TikTok
instagrammatic-ly.
My smart phone weighs 3 ounces
but my brain's the size of a pea,
I know I should do something,
'cause my mobile's killing me.
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I enjoyed the flow of I've
I enjoyed the flow of I've put my life on TikTok instagrammatic-ly. ! Rhiannon
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Nicely done Ewan
Nicely done Ewan
small typo here?
What if do miss something?
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That's very odd. I wonder why
That's very odd. I wonder why?
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broadcast an X
Some bigshot aggro politicians here regularly broadcast an X just before bedtime after the news, must be drunk and not so much idiotic as insane.
Tom
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Loved the quick tempo, much
Loved the quick tempo, much like the frantic pull to scroll,and the ending’s warning of consequence - brilliantly stated. Our brains are shrinking by the unnatural light of our mobiles as are our lives. We are losing the need for tangible experiences, focusing only on the craze of social presence. Wish it were not true. Excellent poetic insight.
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I like
I like
"I remember discussing sheeple
and what makes people free,"
while describing not being free at all
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makes sense out of nonsense.
makes sense out of nonsense.
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S'lovely
...to just walk away from my laptop after a cuppa break. I refuse to have any of those apps. on my phone.
Cleverly done young Lawrie :)
best
L
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I become unbearably smug when
I become unbearably smug when I'm in unfamiliar territory with my offspring and they're pissing about with map things on their phones and getting very confused and saying 'just a minute...', and I just ask someone the way. On the other hand, it is useful when the aged brain can't remember the name of that bloke in that thing on TV and the same brain won't let you sleep until you've found out.
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Well said Ewan
Sometimes I think I must be the only person in the World that has never looked at Facebook:twitterX:ticktok:instagram. I can manage without all that tonto shite. (so far)
I was a member of a writing (now defunked) site so badly managed everyone was insulting each other even the monitor was insulting her own members. I got out. Nasty experience so why risk getting insulted by the entire human population. Such a shame how a brilliant idea is so badly misused. Not really surprising considering how gullible human are;
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Love this poem. There's an
Love this poem. There's an underlying irony throughout.
The social message at its heart is exactly right...but how do we break free from these small devices?
I think mobiles will be the death of us all!
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