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The Angry Text

What is going through his mind? I do not understand this man sometimes He gets mad every time we reconnect with a text then he flexes with his thumbs typing words, to hurt me like, a witch casting a hex Do you think I should be upset? Or do I forget what he just text? Should I continue to flex my thumbs, to send a reply? No! I will delete his text and erase him from my cell, before it turns into a big mess. 04/18/12

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Pace Ink-U-Script

Date: 5/19/2012 5:01:00 AM

"Nice poem written here and Rockman said it all."

Len Gasun

Date: 4/18/2012 9:48:00 AM

Another nice poem you've penned which I extremely enjoyed. Looking forward for more.... thanks a lot!

Rockman Pritts

Date: 4/18/2012 12:50:00 AM

If the theory of evolution is correct, we will soon have prehensile thumbs capable of many tasks like texting at high speed. It will soon be the main finger on the hand. And face to face conversation will become obsolete. We will be reduced to an avatar or less. This was a good poem that provokes many thoughts. Thanks for sharing. Rockman