Call me, text me, FB me

It's that god awful feeling
When you notice your pocket feels light
When you've been out of the house for fifteen minutes
And you realize your phones not in sight

You'll only be out for an hour
And half of that times in the car
But still you are undecided
Is driving back is a step too far?

It's a feeling that you might miss that call
The one you're not actually expecting
Or worst still not be able to make a call
As a phone box is out of the question

Or you won't see that status update
From your friend who's not a real friend at all
You walked passed him in a corridor at school once
Granting him access to your soul on a wall

A phone has and always will be
A device for communication
But the thing that strikes you as different
Is the constant update fixation

The idea of not having a device
Is one not many comprehend
It's your camera, photo album, notepad, map,
Address book, toy box and friend

So with this multi-functional Swiss army phone
Our lives have to be sweeter
But there are so many things it will never do
To kiss her is not the same as to tweet her

It's an add on not a replacement
life is much more than an app
upgrade your thinking, download some You time
Avoid this gadget based trap.


Written on my iPhone.
Sent from my iPod

Reviews

[Baz]

Ha ha!! Very insightful. And the last 2 lines are just a gas. Nice!

[The Analog Kid]

I love the sardonic insight here.

[Hoosier Belle]

Granting him access to your soul on a wall

I like this part, This is impressive, I enjoyed this write.
Very nicely written and expressed. you are very talented.