Airtime

Always within reach
A fingertips touch
Never… alone?
Electronic crutch
Fast becoming apoplectic?
Texting, Facebook, always hectic?
Drive some night
Step from car
Chuck that I-Phone
Real Far
Gaze at moon, feet on sod
Stomp the bejeezus
Out of your I-Pod
Head on home
Do not grieve
Just lie back
Hear yourself…breathe