Poems and Poetry

I’m on My Phone | A Poem by Guy Farmer

I’m on my phone.
I’m on my phone.
Important as the next.

I’m on my phone.
I’m on my phone.
Furiously feeding my soul.

I’m on my phone.
I’m on my phone.
It will matter someday.


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