Numb eyes twitch
as fingers scroll down.
Small tear tilts its head
before the descent.
Powdered packages
are emptied in the bloodstream.
Eighteen hours
ten minutes
no smiles.
Friend of friend pictures,
smiles of strangers,
giggles of wit.
Curdles tighten their grip.
Lungs sleep and freeze,
eyelids paralyze.
No passion in position.
Drone goes on.
The concrete sets.
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