People hide behind their screens

Not everything is what it seems

Cameras off and mute is on

Another hit

That person’s gone

Where’d they go

We’ll never know

Meeting ends

We carry on

5 o’clock

A drink is poured

More

No one to judge

I’m scared, but bored

Losing touch 

I try to fight it

Internet friends

Catfish’s finest 

What was normal?

Or is it now

Midnight again

Time to wind down

One pill this time

Tomorrow two

Just a Zoom meeting

Not much to do