A phone clutched between
Narrow, frigid fingertips
With chipped nail polish
Tag: phone
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Bright screen in the dark
Eyes glued and fingers swiping
Keeps me up at night
You Called
You called again last night
And I let my phone ring
I wanted to answer
And tell you I’m ok
But I’ve just never been
Able to lie to you
Charged
Performance mode engaged
Brightness at maximum
Wi-Fi connected
Mobile data pinging
Auto-rotate at the ready
Location tracking
Sync doing its thing
Screen unlocked
And I watch my battery drain
A percent at a time

