Today
Eyes vacant, we skim surfaces.
Hunting ghosts on glowing glass,
Flirting with purchase or demise.
Lingering for the tap-tap praise.
Caught in electronic warfare,
Puppets unable to string a word.
Enslaved by faces behind the screen,
Phones as shackles of modern day;
Loneliness, a shadow in neon glare.
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Author:
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