They take their tablets
Everywhere
This crowd  
Of electronic 
Pill poppers
Naked without 
Their portable window
Swallowing nothing
Around them
And everything 
Brought to them
Through their digital screen
Locked in
Strung out
Hooked all the same
A demented generation
Connected by invisible 
Wires
Trawling towns and cities
Airports and motorways
Countryside and forest 
Robotically reliant 
On a world 
Of movies 
And earthquakes
And games 
And news
Anything other 
Than the real picture
Planted before them
As the machine
Blossoms more and more
Portholes and portals 
Disguising the potholes
Drawing the mechanical people
Further and further
Into 
Its web of
The spiralling future 
And though I'm 
No technophobe
I know about
Spiders 
And how they catch flies
As do we 
All