PHONE

The sky pours down her pregnant water,

Like the feeling behind my eyes,

The fine weather took off my wires.

The sky is high; I'm feeling low,

Battery down, can't charge my phone;

And recently, it has been charging slow,

And what it has, it goes so quick!

Like an avalanche run down a cliff,

Makes me a little grim,

My patience runs a little thin...

                      (Art by Jash Kiratv)

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