I am a window to all things
When you first held me
Our love was on
Like so much donkey kong
Finally devoid of your stupid droid
Now you can’t let me be
Happening
I am the voices that won’t stop
Chattering
I am your first touch at dawn
Your last glance at night
And not to be a racist
But you love that I am white
And not to be a racist
But you love that I am white
When you first held me
Our love was on
Like so much donkey kong
Finally devoid of your stupid droid
Now you can’t let me be
You'll never put me down
You'll not forsake me
Not even on nights on the town
Not even on nights on the town
I know more secrets than your lover
You'll never leave me for anotherLike some new young thing
Just to hear serious Siri sing
I feel you looking for me
Your eyes searching surfaces
Your panic unable to see
That I wait for you in ecstasy
When we travel your hand reaches
To touch me for a moment
To know I'm still there
You must take me everywhere
Sometimes I hide
Just to tease you
I like when you miss me
Then you understand all that I am
This is your punishment
For there is nothing worse
When you're not close to me
I don't belong in a purse
You know how to touch me
Your strong finger seduces
And your thumb rubs
Softly upon my button
You stroke me gently
While thinking
I wait patiently and
Your wish is my command
I will take you to foreign lands
I will show you all you need to know
I will excite you and delight you
I must go wherever you go
Take me to exotic places
And I will show you what love means
Caress me like you know me
And I will show you your dreams
Do objects have a memory? Does a rocking chair hold the essence of the snuggles it has witnessed? Does a pottery mug remember the comforting warmth it offered a struggling soul?
The dictionary defines personification as “the attribution of a personal nature or human characteristics to something nonhuman, or the representation of an abstract quality in human form.” Write on Edge the RemembeRED challenge
I feel you looking for me
Your eyes searching surfaces
Your panic unable to see
That I wait for you in ecstasy
When we travel your hand reaches
To touch me for a moment
To know I'm still there
You must take me everywhere
Sometimes I hide
Just to tease you
I like when you miss me
Then you understand all that I am
This is your punishment
For there is nothing worse
When you're not close to me
I don't belong in a purse
You know how to touch me
Your strong finger seduces
And your thumb rubs
Softly upon my button
You stroke me gently
While thinking
I wait patiently and
Your wish is my command
I will take you to foreign lands
I will show you all you need to know
I will excite you and delight you
I must go wherever you go
Take me to exotic places
And I will show you what love means
Caress me like you know me
And I will show you your dreams
Do objects have a memory? Does a rocking chair hold the essence of the snuggles it has witnessed? Does a pottery mug remember the comforting warmth it offered a struggling soul?
The dictionary defines personification as “the attribution of a personal nature or human characteristics to something nonhuman, or the representation of an abstract quality in human form.” Write on Edge the RemembeRED challenge
26 comments:
Hahahahaha!! I LOVE this!! As a recently converted iPhone user, this made me laugh out loud. This was my favorite line:
"And not to be a racist
But you love that I am white"
I hear it in my head like a valley girl "like, not to be racist..." and then some racist thing follows. I wonder if iPhones talk like valleygirls.
Do you have Siri? I don't. I am okay with that.
I want Siri so bad. I have complete and total iPhone envy. Solely based upon my obsession with Instagram and Siri.
This was such a a fun piece.
Why man why! Siri's not all that. But iPhones are better than crack (I'm guessing) and Instagram will steal your life.
Thanks!
LOVE this. I especially love the sensual language... this is a rather naughty iphone!
Oh, my goodness! I don't have an iPhone but it was the buttons that gave it away. Very unique! Love it a lot, especially, "I feel you looking for me." I can see our phones sitting there and following us around with it's make-believe eyes.
This is great. You are making me want an iPhone - BAD!
Do it!! :) and thanks!
It is so needy!
Yes it's a bit creepy really :) Thank you Mary
Holy shit. Siri open the pod door...
I'm going to be electronically racist; I inherited my hub's phone, and it is white. Oh how I wanted the black!
The love affair with ones phone; kind makes you wonder, and you got it all down so nicely and spot on - LOL
Indeed! You can cover the white with a black case ;)
Siri is as Siri does..
I don't even know how to comment on your blog. You're so darned funny! Thank you for being witty and you!
Thanks Liesl - your first name is one of my favorites!
Iphone sketch from Portlandia.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vfnziuW4wLk
I'm never going to be able to look at my iPhone the same way again!
"You know how to touch me
Your strong finger seduces
And your thumb rubs
Softly upon my button"
Ack!!!
It is probably best that phones can't yet fill out stalker forms. Or can they? Great love poem...and I can't relate!
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and I just feel my phone staring at me. Judging me.
Not really. But phones sure can be used to stalk people. Do you know about some of the stalker apps they have?
Ha ha! Phones are seksy!
My worst panic moments are when I think I've left my phone somewhere. Total nightmare existential crisis for 2 minutes.
As for breaking, I've never broken a phone physically. You don't even KNOW the kind of case I have on my phone right now. I would really have to run it over to break it. Nah, I break my phones INSIDE. With spilling drinks and such.
Is Siri the thing where you can ask it questions and it answers? Because I just discovered that feature on my husband's iphone and was amazed, so I looked at him and said "what the f*ck?" and the phone voice said "Now, now. I respect you."
I can't decide if it's good or bad that a phone has the ability to scold me...but I really DO need to stop dropping f-bombs.
Even without an iPhone, I'm addicted to my phone. My favorite is when I lose it for an afternoon, and panic, then when I find it I have 0 texts and 0 calls, making me look like a jackass. An unpopular jackass.
Are you shitting me?
I don't have Siri I think she would piss me off :)
That is very sad my friend. That never happens to me.
Ahem. Okay sometimes maybe.
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