Someone to Talk To

A heavy sigh then a trip to the app store 

For some extended window shopping 

'Cause it's hard to face the night without 

Someone to talk to. 

Profiles are made, pictures are curated 

To craft a sensual identity 

Whose sole soulless purpose 

Is to feel then feel some more.

Can't tell who is real,

Can't care anyway 

Since senses grow detached 

From the pretenses of humanity. 

Who am I sharing my location with?

What sort of cookies am I consuming?

Even if they give me a high right now 

I'll probably be full of regret tomorrow.

For a moment there is peace --

At least I'm technically not alone --

Then there's shame and fear and a reluctant tear

Shed for values compromised. 

A heavy sigh then a trip to the bathroom

For some extended mirror staring 

'Cause it's hard to face the morning without 

Someone to talk to.

Sam Hendrian

ABOUT THE POET:

Sam Hendrian is a Los Angeles-based filmmaker, poet, and playwright striving to foster empathy through art. From writing personalized poems for passersby outside of LA's oldest independent bookstore every Sunday, to making Chaplin-esque silent films about loneliness and human connection once a month, Sam lives to make other people feel seen and validated. More work can be found on Amazon, YouTube, and in various online literary magazines.