My phone rang earlier, didn't hear, was out doing the bin,
Heard it on my way in though, ran to answer it,
Picked it up and swiped unlock, saw who it was.
Swiped and swiped and swiped again , still vibrating in my hand.
Swearing, shouting, ringing stopped.
One missed call, I'll be ******.

Flash of anger welling up, put phone in throwing hand,
Launched Xperia at the wall, still accelerating as it struck.
Gorgeous sound of crunching glass,
Smashed beyond an insurance scam.

Retrieved phone in a daze, landline buzzing now,
Same caller as before, all roads lead to Rome:
"Hi daddy, missed you, I'm coming home  for a cheese omelette!"

"Hi sweetie, erm, I'm not very well, I'm not very well at all."

"Oh, sorry, I didn't realise you were ill, another time then?"

"I'm not ill....I'm not well in the head, I'm just not well in the head is all."

Static, sniffle. "I'll be there in ten minutes ok?"
In ten.
I began to weep.