Phone

With this modern era of texting my fingers are always vexing,

My phone blips and my brain pops,

Instantly I have to be in two places at once.

Forget others- those around me,

Now my phone completely has me.

A victim to this little flashing box, my thumbs cannot escape.

I must respond quickly- what will they think.

Alas I look up.

......I am alone....

...blip....