Stop bringing me presents!

I don’t want a mouse

Or a frog

Bought in alive

To scurry or croak.

Caught with a fishing net

For goldfish

And put out again.

I don’t want that bee!

Keep it for yourself

Or a wasp

You surreptitiously

Sneak in

For my pleasure

Take that shrew away

At least hedgehogs are spiky

So they won’t be dropped

At my feet

With a smug purr!

There you go!

Here’s my rent!

Put the phone down.

Interactive, haptic

Hectic, internetted

Encapsulated, held

Bells and whistles

Too connected!

Now my projects done

I’m having fun

But it’s to seductive

All those screens

You and him and me

Chatting and liking

Dose of dopamine

Eyes go funny

Arm aches

Fingers droop

But still I type.

Put the phone down

Disconnect…..

Freedom!