Stevieslaw: Searching


I always thought the iPhone
the most human of devices.
I named mine George.
Like an overeager child
George buzzes when engaged.
Spent, he recharges
to the sixty second cycle
of a resting heart.
Last night in a hotel bar,
an accidental altercation
with a roughhousing stein of Great Lakes Lager,
ruined the inner George.
Now, when shaken, George rattles.
No longer able to connect,
the heart-rending message “searching,”
parades across his shattered screen.
How human that yearning
for connectedness?

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2 Responses to Stevieslaw: Searching

  1. Hope by now you have George II, and that your own human need for connection has been restored.


  2. stevieslaw says:

    second scan was normal. Yay! Sanity returns. What ever they gave me to drink this morning is a killer.


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