Ah, there you are
I sense you, reaching for me again
Not because you need me
Just because you need to make sure I’m there
I am your preciouss
“A convenience” was my way in
“A necessity” is what I’ve become
But you don’t even notice
As I continue to slowly, subtly infiltrate your life
You smile as you convince yourself that you are in charge
And back it up by reminding the world that you have changed my setting to silent
Although still on vibrate,
You know… just in case…
And so, as I lie idol in your bag
Waiting for your next Seriously Mediocre Salutation
Or life-changing, world-saving? conversation with, oh what’s-her-name?
So I count the hours I’ve taken, money I’m making
Conversations I’ve broken into and near accidents I’ve caused
And vibrate quietly to myself as I prepare for my next cancerous assault…
[…] It has inspired poetry from me like this one i wrote a few years ago called Celling Your Soul aka Sign on the dotted line […]