Tethered
I know this feeling now
Heavy invisible cloud
Right in the centre of my hemisphere
Unyielding
Persisting
Sucking my life force
Imperceptibly
Taunting me
Tempting me
To return to its seduction
The glare
The stare
Of a 6.1 or a 5.9
Whatever the screen size
I’m losing my mind!
Forgetting myself
Falling off the shelf
Of connections I once had for
Meaning
Purpose
Soul
So much of all I now do
Needs of me a click, tap, type, scroll
Doom
Trapped in a cell without a key
Tethered like a goat to a pole
No longer free
Feeling
…listless
…formless
…limbless
…useless
I thought only
…sex
…drugs
…gambling
…adrenaline
Could dull one’s senses
Disarm all defences
But no
I was wrong
Dead wrong
What do I do?
What can I do?
Now, like Papa Goat
The kids are
Tethered
Too
