Sometimes, people surprise you
With the most mundane problems
“What do you mean you don’t have
A non-fat latte?!”
“They moved the screening of Jolie’s new movie!”
"The online banking facility is down!"
Exaggerated grunts optional.
All they really meant was,
“I just need to relax”.
It’s nobody’s fault, really.
We invented phones,
phones with clocks,
and phones with mp3s, clocks, cameras, games
and the almighty Internet
And they chain us to the things that we once left
For tomorrows.
Before, relaxing was once a hobby welcomed at home
Kicking shoes off and enjoying
A book to read
or a warm beverage to drink.
Today, spas and salons and vacation
Houses offer you some “relaxation”
At prices that make you feel
More nervous than relaxed
And excuse me, if I may ask,
Can there be love in a 140-character box?
'cause I remembered, I once wrote poetry.
Then they turned into blogs
into status messages
into tweets.
Someday, we will begin to
Pay for watching sunsets
Or playing with our younger sisters
Or haggle for how many times
we have to breathe in a day
The carbon emissions? What are you
So worried about? maybe you
Must pay better attention
To the cheap flights
And cheap cars
And every other asshole
Who thinks he can afford a car.
And yes, credit cards
Don’t even get me started on credit cards---
