To My Phone

 

O phone

You aren’t much of a muse.

You correct my spelling

To something I neither expect

Nor want.

You are too helpful

With your auto capitalization

And your flat, buttonless keyboard.

Yet I continue to use you

As my primary writing tool

Because it is so convenient

To lay on my back in bed

And hold you up

When I write.

That is

Until I drop you

On my face.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

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