Text It Out
Location
Thumbs flinting over the phone screen
Black words on white background
I've learend to decipher tone and mood from texts alone.
The buzz of my phone a comfort to the silence of my reality.
Tap Tap Tap
Send!
Tap Tap Tap
Send!
Tap Tap Tap
Send!
And so on and so forth
In the virtual world, I am a social butterfly
In reality, I am a wall flower
A listener and a comforter, virutally
An awkward hermit in reality
This poem is about:
Me