CELL PHONE WIDOWER

I’m a cell phone widower,

I spend my time alone.

My wife is still alive,

But she’s always on her phone.

She’s always on her phone.

It’s never out of sight.

From the first thing in the morning,

Until the last thing at night.

She surfs the internet.

Spends hours to talk and text.

And because I’m a cell phone widower,

I’m not getting any sext.

If I try talking to her,

It’s like I’m not even there.

She’s glued to her cell phone,

With no attention to spare.

She catches up on Facebook,

Sending “likes” where she can.

She likes to follow celebrities,

She’s a cyberfan.

Her phone rings, pings, and dings.

It has all kinds of apps.

She’ll talk to Siri,

But for me she’s playing “taps.”

Michael D. Schafer

© August 26, 2019