erase electronics from everyone’s hands
then watch us, how we stare down into our cupped
palms, how our thumbs & fingers tap at air
how all of us are emptied
unsynced, as alone in the world
as we were before devices, forced to wait
to find out what happens, to attend to the here
the present, to follow ourself
quiet, alone, far from the madding crowd
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