Blue Face

It's dinner for two, me and you,

The Italian place in town.

But your phone’s lit up and your face is blue,

Now you’re scrolling up and down.

I push my food around a while

And watch the dim blue light

Illuminate your face, I smile

And try to stay polite.

What could it be? It must be me.

I’m sitting here alone

Glancing over awkwardly

At you playing with your phone.

You text, I eat and shift my seat,

You scroll and stretch and tap.

Your message sent, you look content,

And download one more app.

It's no surprise, I realise

That as this evening ends,

Dinner for two means me and you

And all your online friends.