Mobile phone
By magicdarer
Sat, 23 Mar 2013
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Closer than my closest friend
My secrets are whispered to you
You digest them
Spilt them into a million parts
Without judgement
You are more just than God
And a better listener than a Samaritan
May spit on you
Or drop you in the toilet
But still you are faithful
My companion
You are cheaper than a dog
You feed only on electrons
And your shit does not stink
You are evolution
Connecting people
Facilitating fucking
And therefore the birth of new babies
You a candy bar
A clam
Smart
And Irridescent
You light up dark places
Like Jesus Christ
Long after my organs are dead
Your ringtone could still sound
But I, unlike you,
Am not network dependant
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Love this poem, "May spit on
Love this poem, "May spit on you Or drop you in the toilet But still you are faithful" Great.
M.T.Maitland
M.T.M
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Nice piece, Magidarer, I
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Nice piece, Magidarer, I wish my phone was that reliable, but thankfully I'm getting a new one next week.
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