Screentime
Free verse poetry
Published in
May 6, 2024
My smartphone
now believes
it can count the
mindfulness
of my minutes.
What foolishness
to count my thoughts
as though they were
steps, my ideas
as if they were time
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Writer of poetry, prose, & the occasional rant. I feed the monsters under my bed story cake & poem pastries. What do you feed them?