Expensive Illusion

I’m failing him.

My son.

Everything on my shoulders.

Trying to hold it all up and

together and escape

with my beer and smoke.

Disengaged and

scrolling on my phone.

His vice is the iPad

games and drawing

his escape but

the i doesn’t mean yours

but their i’s on you

making sure your attention

is given

to the wrong ones.

No friends but 1M subscribers

is dis-human connection

Now is not the power

the power is everywhere else

But where you really are

That’s what they want you

to buy into but you’re

too smart and aware for that

Yet here you’ve sat for

the past 2 hours

mindlessly numbing

The bond between

your own flesh and blood

Exchanged for the

cold hard plastic

illusion you pay for

And you pay

And you pay

And you pay

For it

All day

And you pay

For it

In the end