Oh little thing
beeping on my hip...
where are you?
did you find me,
green slider, and
tentative ring?
even your numbers
shiny 9 and 5
with 1s, zeros
QWERTY...an
entire alphabet
to love.
How is it
that without your
invisible electronic
leash, whispered
messages and
brilliant, **** screen
I would stand on
the street
lost in my own
neighborhoood...
It is the solved mystery
of the 21st Century.
Feb 22, 2011
Feb 22, 2011 at 10:42 PM UTC
Oh little thing
beeping on my hip...
where are you?
did you find me,
green slider, and
tentative ring?
even your numbers
shiny 9 and 5
with 1s, zeros
QWERTY...an
entire alphabet
to love.
How is it
that without your
invisible electronic
leash, whispered
messages and
brilliant, **** screen
I would stand on
the street
lost in my own
neighborhoood...
It is the solved mystery
of the 21st Century.
Copyright FHW, 2011
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