'Throw your phones in the sea!'
Said Mr G.
Look up, at the sky
But why? Because its here!
Look out, across the ocean
Search along the horizon
Gaze in any direction
Because, it can heal
'Throw your phones in the sea!'
Said Mr G.
Look at me, into my eyes
Lets eat pies together
No more low bowed heads
Hunched shoulders in bed
Nor 'text neck' creaking
Lets grow wise together
No more glances averted
Time passing, bodies hurting
There goes another weekend
Another year
I want to see your face
Ask what you're thinking
Sit with you, see what you do
Not swiping, but blinking at me
Not liking, but smiling with me
'Throw your phones in the sea!'
Said Mr G.
Stare at all the stars
Smell flowers, talk to plants
Watch a dog sleeping, trust me!
Lean on a tree
Are you hearing me?
It is not going anywhere
It's there for you, here for free.
The posting, the comparing
The judging or the trolling
The waiting...... in a void
that resembles rejection
Throw it ALL in the sea!
Why not take a stroll with me?
Let's wrap up in a blanket, go outside with a candle
Listen to creatures hum, as the traffic rumbles,
Watch colours merge and shadows meander
Ponder the day and the bygone era
Are you sure, Mr G? In the sea?
Won't that hurt the fish?
No, because it's a fantasy
Come, shall we walk towards the sunset, hand in hand?
Take a break on warm sand, have a rest on a cliff edge
All the phones bobbing around in the waves below us
Catching licks of light as the sun rises again
It's a new day, with no phones
Thanks Mr G.
Psychodography 