Break your cell phone,
It might do you good,
You've gone cross-eyed,

From staring more than you should.

I'm convinced that these networks are rotting my brain,

and it makes sense because, of late, the whole world seems insane.

Okay computer, you win this time.

Playing tic-tac-toe for too long inside.

Outside it seems sunny,

So says weather.com.
But for all you know, boy,
It's the atomic bomb.


Say what you will if you'd will what you say, because god knows we're all being recorded these days.
Say what you will if you'd will what you've said, because we'll all have a facebook long after we're dead.