031110 Cell Phone
before when we see a kid
talking to himself we stop
unknown to us it is prelude
of new ways, a generation
new culture of self-talkers
or shall we say cell phone
not a moment in a day
i'm separated from it
actually that's closest
thing to me more than
anybody on this earth
it comes between me
and whole world, love
before i go home i call
9pm it's attach to my ear
talking about anything
and i never get tired at all
even battery gets so hot
i will let it burn just to listen
poem by Manonton Dalan
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