Ping, pop, “typing…”
Social media spiralling
Phone, computer, tablet
Screens everywhere
Before and after sex
Even on the loo
Nowhere is protected
I’m feeling invaded
And then the situation worsens
Private facebook groups develop
Not everyone allowed in
Confidentiality to protect
But within a marriage?
Where’s the trust and respect?
Fear of removal from the group takes priority
So secrets are not shared
Other friends invited in
But the wife doesn’t fit
A group of secret friends
Chuckling at the screen
But the humour is not shared
With the family around him
Secretive behaviour
Crude comments ‘popping’ up
More and more distracted
Sucked in and addicted
First thing in the morning
till last thing at night
What about real life?
Ups and downs, become more downs
Distrust follows secrets
Anxiety creeps in
PARANOIA, PARANOIA, PARANOIA
Where is the solution?
Can we ban the screen time?
“This is modern life, my love”
Is it? IS IT??
Without the adoration of his facebook fans
His mood spirals downwards
Needs his release
Gets a buzz from the praise
So we’re caught in a circle
I’m slowly cracking up
Where’s the husband that I married?
I didn’t sign up for this