When the Cord Is Cut
I was completely out of touch,
A speck among the crowds;
Untethered like a loose balloon
Just drifting past the clouds.
You couldn’t reach me if you tried
And that was really strange,
‘Cause even just a block away,
I still was out of range.
My isolation was profound.
I felt so all alone;
And all because I did forget
To charge my #%&*# phone!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2011
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