Games on the phone with me,
even if we're going to the promised land.
Lasers shine on my mind.
Fresh flowers delivered to the promised land.
Yet we have a nice evening, and that makes me really think
that anything is possible.
But I just wanted a lot more of the world.
Even if multiplied,
by the end she hated me.
So don't look at the end of days,
but the truth about the paperwork
with a friend's little girl
who was having a good night out.
With the exception of Hannah.
But I just wanted a lot more emphasis on my mind.
You left it all behind.
Everything we built together.
Other than the red carpet
and upholstery cleaning services in my dreams?
**
I often play predictive text tennis with my close friends. Tonight I thought I'd see if my phone could write poetry. It didn't do too badly. I just added line breaks and punctuation.