Addiction

They crawl along the streets like zombies:

Heads cowed over Androids and iPhones.

Busily pressing buttons,

Risking life and limb

As they cross the road.

It reminds me of “Star Trek Next Generation”

When young Wesley and the rest

Were hypnotised

By some alien “game”.

Sometimes they sit in huddles,

Messaging one another

Or playing, yes,

An addictive game.

All lost in a dream world

On Facebook or Twitter-Chat Whatever.

Soon we will no longer “fall out” with anyone:

We will “Unfriend” or “Unfollow” them.

I still prefer my laptop.

But how long before I too

Succumb to this addiction?

How long before my “Facebook Morning Splurge”

Becomes a day-long trawl?

Before I know it I will be like the others:

Lost in panic –

Frantic

Because I forgot to bring

My mobile.

Paul Butters

© PB 25\12\2017.