Fingers
twitching, urges itching
To
pull out what's hiding behind the stitching
Trying
to focus on leaving it alone
No,
you dirty bastards, I'm talking 'bout my phone!
One
five three grams of electrical power
Battery
life hardly over an hour
Assistant
personality extension
More
apps installed than I care to mention
Firefox
app connects to the mainframe
Facebook
and Twitter causing a brain-drain
My
main aim- is not to fangle
With
the little black plastic rectangle
Kids
down mines to make it function
Without
cobalt I'd have no compulsion
It
wouldn't be so bad but what's making it worse
Is
I sit down at my desk and I'm badly underworked
The
urge to tweet hits; I just can't stop it
Then
I'm delving back into my trouser pocket
Social
media brings a hit of dopamine
A
retweet means pleasure washes over me
It's
overly addictive, so much it's emotive
It's
got to the point where my manager has noticed
My
bad habits seem to cause some friction
The
issue has been raised during supervision
I
don't think they realise that this is an addiction
I
am an addict. Can't they see past my diction?
You
spend years learning to speak and to write
but
other shortcomings leave you sleepless at night
A
night without sleep means a day out of kilter
Browsing
your camera roll, laying on a filter
Where
is the will to- resist the temptation
And
while work's quiet, find a vocation
But
wait, I think, how stupid could I be?
The
answer's here, staring right up at me!
Go
on your phone and you'll get bollocked just like I did,
But
pick up a pen and no-one bats an eyelid.
Give
yourself a hit, and then you want more of 'em
Addiction
can frequently stem from boredom
Whether
Instagram or whether cocaine
No
matter the vice, the process is the same
What
if it was none of these things, bear with me, just think
What
if we changed the substance to ink?
You
can probably guess where this is going
Why
surf twitter when you could be scripting a poem?
No-one
suspects when you're not texting or talking
Matching
the vowels releases endorphins
Finding
syllables with which to couple up
My
vacant occupation is inspiration enough
A
matchup with the vowels means I know what to put
Anyway
my manager's coming over so I'll shut the fuck up.
