TechnologyA Poem by Jay SteitlerA poem reflecting upon technology's affect on society, as we now relate.Automatic, bactereostatic, Craftmatic, problematic, systematic; Technology. Sterile, dirty, puttin' every one in a hurry; Technology. Sonic, telephonic,putting everyone in a histrionic, catatonic state; Technology. I fear the end is near, of humanity held dear. on this sphere we call earth; Technology!
© 2014 Jay SteitlerAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorJay SteitlerPenfield, NYAboutA bit of a renaissance man, frequent white-lighter, and poet-scholar of life. Love art and photo. Play a little mandolin, and sing. I study karate, and play wheelchair rugby(Murderball). I've read Haw.. more..Writing
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