Saturday, April 7, 2012

I CAN STOP ANYTIME

I CAN STOP ANYTIME

Listen here you, I can stop anytime,
Writing my life in couplets and rhyme,

You in my face, waving your fist,
I am always quite ready to cease and desist.

And while I am at it in a fit of rage,
I can kindly dismantle my Facebook page.

I can bury my head like an ostrich in the sand,
Can discard my dreams and my best laid plans,
Can cut the computer cord and blindly set sail,
To the brave old world of yesteryear,
No I-Phone and no email.

Like the Unibomber’s cousin but without all the drama,
More like a monk or the Dalai Lama,
I can stop anytime and set myself free,
From the troublesome bondage of technology.

Without a 12 step program or an exercise bike,
I can stop, I can stop anytime that I like.
But I’d soon have no friends, for they’d all be online,
Chasing down cat videos, saving their time.
Finding a mate or at least a state of grace,
In the hallowed world of Apple,
In the confines of cyberspace.

Listen here you, I can bear it no more,
When was the last time your face graced my door?
I have to wager with a heave and a sigh,
It’s because in this house, there is no free WiFi.
That’s why we meet at this little coffee dive,
On the far edge of town, on the pish-posh east side.
No one else in the world around,
Just you and me with our noses down.
Lost in the Internet gossip and the wallet draining brew,
I can stop anytime, I’m not sure about you.

I can tear down this blog with its readership of two,
I can stop anytime, but then what would I do?
On damp rainy Sundays when the boyfriend’s away,
How would I manage without Castleville to play?

Listen here you, I could go on a rampage,
Fueled by my boredom, egged on by my rage,
And meanwhile my exploits you could read about and boast,
Send me emails in prison from the Huffington Post.
Its big and bold headlines thrill and delight,
And maybe if my rampage is sufficiently vile,
Arianna herself will cover my trial.

But don’t get your freakin’ nose out of joint,
I think I’ve very wisely and succinctly made my point.
In big bold letters in Times New Roman font,
I can stop, I can stop anytime that I want.

-Bruce Potts
Copyright 2012
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Note: I am a big fan of social media and modern technology, (including
Facebook), but am not above spoofing them from time to time.
As long as they don’t totally replace in person human interaction,
all the cyber antics in the world are fine by me!

2 comments:

  1. Face-to-face human contact trumps facebook any day. But it has also allowed us to be friends which would never have happened before. Great poem and happy Easter.

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  2. I agree. I am very thankful for that. I also think Facebook is a godsend for those with diseases like Parkinson's and their caretakers who maybe can't get out as much as other folk. Thank you for all of your comments- I deeply value them all. As I do your friendship! Hope Michael is still holding his own!

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