THE catastrophe has descended on our town!
Though the populace is out moving around
They are strangely focused on their singular mission,
The Stepford Wives have nothing on this condition.
Here and there are lonely bodies,
While sometimes groups of 2 or 3 or more,
all walk staring at their hands,
clearly follow the same plans.
Dire prognostication
predicted electronic domination.
Now we see the culmination
of a digital fascination.
There is no concern for safety
as they wander day and nightly.
No harm seems intended
but it is not prevented.
Bumping into other objects
Ignoring features that protect
The real world is supplanted
by a screen that is augmented.
A wall one cannot penetrate
keeps each body separate
Though side by side they continue
no conversation will ensue.
But wait! There’s interaction
with a fictional distraction.
The creatures they pursue
turn the tables – it is true!
Dire prognostication
predicted electronic domination.
Now we see the culmination
of a digital fascination.
This searching seems quixotic
finding critters so phantasmic
the objects they’re collecting
Keep them from the world connecting.
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