Phone

Written by: Mar Star

Its sound damages my cochlear,
Its unbearable,
I am unable to comprehend those who can’t live without you,
I use you daily for forty hours a week,
I just want to be free after six,
I just want to hear the city, birds, rain, wind & ocean waves,
I do not want to be found every second,
I do not want to deal with telemarketers selling me garbage,
I just want to received text and perhaps a an emergency ring called love to take me for a walk.