Connected?
World Wide Web:
caught where the spider wants us.

trapped

by the tweets about nothing,
Facebook likes, new-age activism.
As if sharing this poem-post changes anything.
Screens filled with snaps and chats;
timelines overflowing with so-called facts.
Where is the connection
when texts replace face-to-face talks
and everyone stalks?
Blue ticks and last seens?
Silent screams behind screens.

Life is out there
but we reply robotically.
Waiting:

typing…

An ellipsis of our lives;
three bullets: mind, heart, soul.
Death of communication,
hashtag RestInPeace
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