all around me
as we all tread on waves
of techno - isolation
staying in a place
where the pixilated
hopes of others
are only the island
of diminished men
ring toll tolling
for them alone.
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Author:
Jon Nakapalau (
Offline) - Published: September 5th, 2018 19:46
- Comment from author about the poem: Watched a young man bump into an old woman today as he was looking at his iPhone - and he just kept walking.
- Category: Sad
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