ICAD extra: the scattered crowd

(Originally published in Facebook group Poets All Call, in slightly altered form, earlier today.)

the scattered crowd

the glow of their smartphones
lights up their grim faces.

they have ceased making eye contact.
all they make is screen contact.

they think they command the screens
by tapping them with their fingers.
but the screens are in command
luring and warping and sucking
independent will
from b i l l i o n s of souls.

so cute
how dare he
I WANT IT
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busty redhead”

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