Sucked in Your Phone (Poem)

When you expect
To get a text,
Your mind’s alone
Fixed on your phone.

It’s like your soul
Was sucked in whole
In a vortex
(with your cortex)…

Absorbed into
This phone in view.
Your mind’s not here.
You disappear-

Into your phone
And your work zone.
Let your mind rest.
You get so stressed!

Pause. Put it down.
Return to town.
Don’t be a stone-
Sucked in your phone.

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