Voices echo from a crowded subway
Seemingly everyone has something to say
Not watching where they’re walking
Daring someone to bump into them
Can’t hear you, I have my iPod playing
I can’t see you, I’m texting
And walking
Playing chicken
So disconnected in their distraction
To connect
I so wish they’d bump into each other
Rooting for the underdog
The one without the iPad or the laptop
The one not covered in technology
But alas…
Don’t we see the importance of the one texting
He must maintain constant contact
With his Facebook minions
And remain vigilant of his “Friends” status
It’s really quantity that counts
Not the quality of the relationships, right?
Aren’t we in a contest to accumulate
People who need to know what we had for breakfast
Or the movie we saw last night
How very impressed they will be watching him text
Someone must be hanging on his every Tweet
As he walks down the street
And going into Starbucks
We must know what you’re ordering, Sir
So we can get on with our lives
Seemingly everyone is going somewhere
In the maze
Texting and caffeinated
And walking
C’mon….someone bump into him…
For me
I’d love to see his coffee spill
Or his phone fall out of his hands
And break into a million pieces
That nobody will notice, of course
Only step upon as they walk by
Texting about the poor dude who spilled his coffee
On his Iggy Pop shirt


G2 Unplugged

Boston, United States

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