Fingering keys
For words that tell
Of thoughts
Meant to please,
Others may well
Point the way
That leads to hell,
Tho fingering keys
Spares bits of paper
Made of felled trees!
© Jean-Jacques Fournier
Poetry on a Canapé
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Poetry on a Canapé 
I cannot help but think of a recent tragic incident, ending with a love text-ed message causing the fatal accident, via a cell phone clavier! Knowing that you abhor this kind of device messaging, I understand your poem is only referring to that of computer use…
Fun poem about now modern day life style’s permanent habit !
Yes, of course I refer to the good, bad, and sad sides of computer science evolution, and its social impact. J J