New Poem: Dimmer

Dimmer

All this time spent
on small swipes
and hand gestures
miniscule thumb movements
small digits knitting together
such thin threads
in hope of warm touch.
A life, dim lit
in cars, alone
and on trains
with blue teeth
chattering into
the elsewhere,
wondering,
in the small part
of somewhere
how friendship
became…this.

(c) KB 2012