Behind Bars

In my cell I’m imprisoned,

I touch no one, none touch me. 

Defined by this rectangle

 beyond which I cannot see. 

There are others: I can sense them

just beyond periphery.  

If we’d only lift our eyes 

from our cell phones we’d be free. 

dVerse quadrille prompt: Ready for Liftoff.

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