(Inspired by Writing Marathon)
Mass of people
Sharing space
Zero connection.
Doesn't physics dictate that items in close proximity
must interact in some way?
Small, isolated worlds
Varying levels of something-ness
Sensory overload
Knowledge plunging into frontal cortexes
We cease to be human
Steadily becoming more composed of coffee and Snickers bars
with every passing exchange of anxious small talk
"SOS sleep and endorphins needed"
Scrolls across furrowed brows in neon letters
Tapping fingers
Tattered textbook pages
Race to the finish
And breathe.
Mass of people
Sharing space
Zero connection.
Doesn't physics dictate that items in close proximity
must interact in some way?
Small, isolated worlds
Varying levels of something-ness
Sensory overload
Knowledge plunging into frontal cortexes
We cease to be human
Steadily becoming more composed of coffee and Snickers bars
with every passing exchange of anxious small talk
"SOS sleep and endorphins needed"
Scrolls across furrowed brows in neon letters
Tapping fingers
Tattered textbook pages
Race to the finish
And breathe.