Jail 鈥楥ell鈥 phone
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A phone is a master you obey.
It calls you when it鈥檚 bored,
Ringing loud enough to annoy you,
Beeping long enough to vex you.
Screeching and shrieking their grotesque harangues;
Regurgitating growls and barks,
Scab your eardrum ebony
Because it wants you;
It wants your attention.
Like a lion and an antelope,
You can never brawl;
You can only run.
And even then,
Your fate still lay within the lion鈥檚 paw
A phone is an endless labyrinth you are trapped in
Full of twists and turns to keep you in
Countless hours spent trying to escape
Even if you pry free-
It鈥檚 temporary-
And eventually
You will return to our starting spot
But you could try,
Turn right
Turn left
Turn right again
Will a million turns let you out?
Or are we trapped,
In the endless spirals,
Of the cellphone screen?
A phone is a time bomb you cannot stop.
You don鈥檛 know how long,
And you cannot defuse
Like a Schr枚dinger cat,
Any moment can mean mishap.
You never know until it happens,
But when it does, it鈥檚 a calamity
Whether it鈥檚 a WeChat bully,
Or a Samsung galaxy,
It always results in catastrophe.
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