Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2011
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
F White
Written by
F White
743
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems