Power Outage

A poem about addiction to our cellphones

There's a power outage

Everyone is losing their mind.

But isn't this how it is all the time?

No screen to see.

No places to be

but by yourself

So are you hopeless?

Are you lost?

What have we really abandoned at all costs?

This is a lack of distraction.

A need for actual human interaction

Everything is gone.

Where is my screen?

I wanna call my mom.

Someday I'll write a song

About that day the power went out

And all the things that are wrong.

But for now I'm just sitting

Wishing. Hoping. Praying. Dying

For my little screen

To guide me and tell me what life means.

Author's Note

A few weeks ago, I lost power for several hours with a dead phone. It was time to get creative.