Iso-mandala No. 273 (2021)
[Phone]
Lost
my phone means
a
day without my phone
no
news to speak of
made
to gaze at flowers
for
hours now
I
cannot take their pictures
left
wondering what to do
true
due to absence
of
my concentration app
missing
my friend the podcast
their
confident voice
in
any gender and mood
and
almost didn’t get out
of
the carpark alive
missing
you satnav you jezebel
someone
is trying to reach me
I’m
trying to reach them
I
could revert to postcards
maybe
I left it in the cinema
or
that supermarket shelf
I
will have to cancel next week
perhaps
my lifeline
is
safe inside an inside coat pocket
hanging
in the wardrobe
time
is buried in there
and
all my contacts
their
names dancing on a pinhead
please
phone me now
and
we can celebrate the find
unless
it’s on silent mode
let
me this once
give
you a picture with no pictures
a
zen ringtone
I
guess I’ll watch the weather
in
the absence of a forecast
and
make up my own in real time
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