Thursday, November 12, 2009

Art Project (Poem)



You wake and wipe the cold out your eye and check your phone for new messages.

Go wash up and all you can think about is that new message that is waiting on

you when you get out the bathroom. As you get dress you pause in between

pulling your pants up snd putting your shirt on to check the new message.

Walking to the train your only focus is on your phone and you don't even know

what is going on around you. Throughout the whole day the only thing that

is on your mind is that next new message. You go home and fall asleep waiting

on the new message and wake up and do the same thing all over again.




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