Another Howl

I saw the greatest minds of my generation turn on X-Box Live and therein turn off,
I saw text messages writ in classrooms behind professors’ backs and Facebook updates half-crafted in libraries, consisting of nothing but trivialities and not taking advantage of resources.

This poem will be under three-minutes because if it were uploaded to YouTube it would get less hits than the “Sitting On The Toilet” video,
And not because you don’t have the attention span to listen to it,
But because I don’t have the attention span to write like Ginsberg, and the irony that this was written on a smartphone does not escape me.