A poem about our phones.
Created on Canva by Chris WeberThere are places:
The time hole
The birdcage
The book of faces
What are we looking for
In these spaces?
Ourselves?
In some cases…
We enter races
To follow
Our time replaces
Deep thoughts
Broken
like vases
Tied
In laces
Our heart
Braces…
For silence
Erases