Silos

We sit and consume,
crated into cubicles;
isolated despite our need for
cooperation.
Faces covered by
cloth, bandanna, and plastic to
shield us from
each other, from
ourselves.
Communal meals now
sundered and eaten alone.
To what do we belong if
we can be together no longer?

by Erik Shinker

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