Blankly we stare, nightly
at glowing screens
scrolling text and convenient images
patiently, impatient and full of unspeakable suffrage,
the intolerable numbness of our time
is relieved by floods of pithy quotations and
these glowing eyes see into the lives of others
more interesting and satisfied
on the other side.
We are separated by panes of glass and miles of wires.
© 2005 Anthony Sell