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Mar 2012
I dropped my iphone twice
on bare cement

an action which broke
its protective glass covering

leaving its robot guts
exposed

and several
spiderweb cracks
across its once

pristine electronic
surface

its busted visage
is met with
the gasps of
strangers

WHAT HAPPENED?
the poor thing

never asked to be
treated so poorly

but it found its way
into clumsy hands

who can’t hang on
to anything

hands belonging
to an owner whose
brain can’t comprehend

her own value
let alone the worth
of such a sophisticated
piece of  equipment
Magdalynn OLeary
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