For years I lived
On what is now
The forbidden fruit
My phone
With all the synching,
Passwords, and
Invocations of cloud management
Has finally gone the way of Eden

I’ve tired of i
Tunes, phones, and pods
Wanting to have more control
Of my digital life

So long serpent
I’m going on to anther big conglomerate
Hoping for a sweeter song
From Sam

The Apple Store was madness
By the time my concierge found
My bright orange shirt
There were no pluses left


Too bad they didn’t tell me sooner

But so what
There’s not a cloud in the sky
Sirius was putting them down today
And now I’m home
Still sporting my 4
Unworried about updates
Or interest rates

Maybe another day