(A poem about what’s going on in my head because of my iPhone)
When thoughts turn into blinding lights
and I can’t hold your ghost
As sunshine floods my bed
I Grab my phone and try to find an angel there instead
look so hard like Magic Eye
I tune my thoughts and waste more time
Electric pictures Bleaching over Darkness in my mind
Phones fake life Like flattened dreams
Hard to understand like memes
Cant fill the void that fills my head
My hands can’t soothe the creeping dread
so i tap the screen instead.
I shave off a little slice of me
You catch it in your iphone screen
butterfly net for the fluttering fingers
New Replacement for daydreams
lookin like that moment’s stolen
and I see you saw my moment
Now it’s my nerves you’ve got a hold on
Then I see the purple circle
Click and see emojis twinkle
are you telling them or telling me?
I’m tryin to work out what you mean
Double tap to show your love
Validate me through the screen
The net I hope will catch me
A picture I dont want to see
little square pictures shield my mind
the glowing shield i hide behind
it never shows up on your screen
dig up another little square
a me that doesn’t seem to care
You catch it in your iphone screen
You say that you know what I mean
Swipe down through my emails just switching off one day
I’m like hold on Wait a second…
hate mail pops up With a neck snapping head spin
I choose to click on open And let the devil in
” i got your email from your website And I don’t like what u say
Your godless life is poison I pray you find the righteous way
You may call me psycho I get that every day
It’s just a last resort For idiots When all other insults fail
I have pity for your child
living with a bitch like you
I stalk u on the Internet
My spies tell me what you do
I’m holier than thou And Ive been watching you Miss Rae”
I’m like “What the hell I don’t need this
Just Fuck off you psycho.
I just post videos of floating dogs while playin Mac Demarco
But I’m glad u read my article about Nantasket Beach.
Faded memories and carousels And a life that’s out of reach.
Thinking it was aimed at you speaks of loudly of delusion
you may have spent some time there
but You’ve reached the wrong conclusion.
Leave me and my phone alone
painting pictures of weird seaside towns In cloudy summer sun”
But my phone becomes a battle map
Black words cut into white In a non existent place.
Counter Attack with finger taps
keyboard daggers stab me as I pull them from my back
Caps lock is now involved
The war of keyboard warriors
often fought but never solved
Left Swipe past the past Empty out the net
Shake away the demon and delete all that was said
Now I’m happy going back To simply Sticking pictures over Mad thoughts that linger
Absorb myself in touch screen dreams of happiness together
2d pictures of a life that’s passed