What I spied with my little eye, homeward on the train

Text, text, text... eyes glued to phone
With furrowed brows, riding home
Thumb goes sideways, up and down
Smileless, the hint of a frown
But typing away
OMG-ing away
LOL-ing away

Slide, tap, slide... on other side
Of rocking train, sitting tight
Heading home too, eyes down
Thumb circles, hint of a frown
But thumbing away
OMG-ing away
LOL-ing away

Too many subway zombies!
I thank the crying babies
Conversationalists too
Any human sound will do
Or else, dance the boogaloo!