What would I do without this small box with tiny keys?
Would I read a book in the sun or enjoy the ocean's breeze?
Perhaps I’d walk the dog or to housework I would tend
Compose a letter, weed the garden or dine with my best friend
“Keeping in touch” through technology – feels as if something has died
Instead of being liberated, I am somehow unnaturally tied
To electronic gadgetry-widgetry-wizardry, however large or small
Electronii plural-portable ever with me; I won’t miss a text or call
The paranoia of being unreachable - part of our cold new world, so brave
Begs the question, which must be asked … are we now master or slave?
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