I watch the flicking thumbs of passengers on the east bound train.
No eye contact. No conversation.
Everyone searching for some connection in cyber space.
Moving through their contact lists.
Desperately seeking some connection.
Who are you sharing your space with?
What response are you looking for?
Or is it just mindless habit.
Will someone be there to break your fall?
When the battery power runs out.
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