I wonder if our thumbs will evolve
Grow longer
Stronger
To dextrously sprint
Across our screens
With such unbridled precision
Majestically gliding
These stallion thumbs
Will race us around
And around
The frames of the loading wheel
Refresh
Refresh
Nothing has happened for like 7 minutes
And I’m absolutely beside myself
Oh thank god I’ve received a message
Won’t check it now though
I’ll let it sit
To become a source of belated anxiety
Build me up
Reach me
No wait
I can’t be bothered
I need to get up
Get off
These enormous thumbs
Will be the new phallus
Swinging them round
For everyone to see
Soon we’ll reach final form
A conglomerate mass
Of unsolicited dick pics
To stroke together
In solitude