Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Walk on the Riled Side

As I'm walking toward him or her,

Who's looking down at their cell phone,

A big pet peeve of mine for sure

Puts me in a punishing tone.

For a long time I'd weave around,

Let the attentionless one by,

But now I choose to hold my ground,

Slow down and let the gal or guy

Walk right into me, hand they hold

Their phone I'm sure to bump into,

Making them drop, I say, " I'm old."

They're upset, but what can they do?

At the cracked phone phenomenon

I say, "So sad," as I walk on.