I have seen couples,
So far from each—
Other, on a platform,
Waiting for the next train,
Never touching, yet how
They ****** their mobile
Devices, how softly, sweet,
Without guile nor agenda
They swipe the glass—
As it swoons back in return
With blue lights and alerts,
So dearly needed and answers,
In way words for the machines
Of flesh and the ghost within,
With such personal aplomb
In real notifications of text
And instant message.

Choose information
Choose friends
Befriend people you don’t know
Be befriended by people you don’t know
Like people you like
Like people you don’t
Watch stocks you don’t own
Look at photos you didn’t take
Of places you’ve never been
Read news that doesn’t concern you
And watch films you’ve already seen
Take pictures of the mundane
That you can never explain
Keep occupied by not doing
Keep occupied by viewing