Friends

click click click click
obsessive fingers tapping across
a plate of glass or
plastic pushpins
waiting for empty promises or drunken jibberish
every mumble scrutinized and
every sorry letter picked apart
twitching and tapping
no amount of continual fixation
will force you to reveal yourself
i lust
no
crave
just playful meaningless nothing
until i realize
i'm just another among twenty
waiting for the same.