Ritual

Every morning
The computer calls
Morning veneration
At the altar of Babble
The need for constant updates
News that broke during the night
Emails that slid in under the covers of Lethe
Scraps of electronically designed emotion from the FaceBook congregation
I sit in contemplation
Unwashed, unfed and often constipated
Utterly enmeshed in spidersilk
The monitor - Cyclops eye- staring unblinking into mine
This hypnotic meditation, cyberspace addiction
As time sneaks around me and slips away
never to return ......