Across the table
Staring at you
Staring down at your
Electronic device.
I'm sitting
Across from you,
Looking at you,
Admiring yet defying
The fact that you
Can't look me in the face
But you can stare at a small light
For more than an hour.
Watching your fingers
Move at the pace of touching
Yourself for mere pleasure,
For the feedback from
Someone from the other side.
I'm right here
Before you,
Just wanting simple
Small town conversation
Because I seem to lack
Human attention these days
I'm sorry I'm so precise
About my cake and coffee.
That thing in your hand,
What is so
Important?
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