Monday, January 31, 2011

Blackberry

Kind friend
you exhaust me
with this phone
which is neither a fruit
nor a phone
it lies of its color
and its kind
it speaks to you only
and whispers deviousness
into your eyes
and occupies you
from me
and pings
like a bee

Forget this lovely mistress
she is only your keep
for once leave it aside
and look at me

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