Disconnected


Disconnected
I thought that there was no one home
But then, it chilled me to the bone,
I saw ten people all alone,
Just sitting there, each with a phone.

It seemed they were all unaware
That there was someone else right there.
Their eyes were fixed in a blind stare.
I tried to speak, but I didn’t dare.

They all looked terribly dejected.
All conversation was rejected
As they desperately suspected
That they could get disconnected.

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