Where is my iPhone did I leave it on the bed?
By: Milton Silverman
Did I drop it down the sofa, down the back of my head?
Why do I lose it just when I need it?
Why do I need it just when I lose it?
Should I strap it to my chin?
Should I throw it in the bin?
I never needed one before, in those distant days of yore,
My body was my own,
Unannexed to my iPhone,
And I wonder if one day,
Whilst I look the other way,
Will my phone become the master,
For now and ever after,
If it loses where I am,
Will it care or give a damn?
Does it need my intervention?
Am I even its extension?
I’ll destroy it whilst I’m able ,
Before it learns to turn the tables,
No I’ll leave it on the bed,
And I’ll call it uncle Fred,
To make it slightly human,
As it hasn’t got a clue man
And nor have I.Return To Map
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