Margaret Alice Second - The Smartphone I Can't Use

Not in vibrational sync with anything, order <br />as chronology is gone, cannot access my own <br />mind, cannot convey how I feel, drifting away <br />on a cloud of insanity, brimming with feelings <br />but communication between emotion and thought <br />has stopped, only impatience, frustration and <br />irritation with a consciousness folded in on itself <br />is left, I talk and talk saying nothing <br /> <br />Trying to express nebulous feelings in symbols <br />failing all the time, my brain is dead, all circuits <br />closed, only the reptilian brain stem keeps me <br />alive instinctively, the rational part is just as <br />inaccessible as the Smartphone I can't use <br />because my hands receive no commands from <br />my head; the crocodile inside does not approve <br />of technology, I can't escape from my body <br /> <br />To dream of a place where my mind is alive…<br /><br />Margaret Alice Second<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-smartphone-i-can-t-use/