On goes the light
So goes my life
But the icons are blank
As are my feelings
Nothing to stir my heart
No one wants to impose
Just me and my colored screen
Along with the merchants
Who make me feel used
With their free apps
Electrons and radio waves
Anticipation
Could a warm embrace
A smiling face
A touch of skin
Conversation
Heal this…
Wait!
Gotta go
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