1Earthling

Phones lit up by conversations,
buzzing softly through the day.
People stopped in doorways,
reading messages right there.

Photos taken without thought.
Meals and moments shared online.
Nobody planned what happened.
Just going with the flow.

People stayed in watching series,
building playlists in the night.
The feed moving every minute.
Names and faces sliding past.

Some still lived a private life.
Others lived there on the screen.
Most stayed constantly connected
as the feed moved on and on.

People filming at concerts,
holding phones above the crowd.
Others taking video calls,
walking slowly down the street.

Notifications all the time.
There was so much to know.
People filling silences,
scrolling late in the night.

People stayed in watching series,
building playlists in the night.
The feed moving every minute.
Names and faces sliding past.

Some still lived a private life.
Others lived there on the screen.
Most stayed constantly connected
as the feed moved on and on.

Streaming shows, not channels.
Music living in the cloud.
Shops and taxis on apps.
Everything arrived online.

Work became more temporary.
Jobs appearing screen to screen.
Ratings followed behind you,
long after shifts ended.

Tom still worked behind systems,
watching networks stretch and grow.
Most just lived inside platforms.
He maintained information flow.

Influencers filming scenes,
even when nothing changed.
People watched in numbers.
Tom just couldn't understand it.

People stayed in watching series,
building playlists in the night.
The feed moving every minute.
Names and faces sliding past.

Some still lived a private life.
Others lived there on the screen.
Most stayed constantly connected
as the feed moved on and on.