iContact

Day 10 of Poem a Day: Technology.

iContact

 

Flirtatiously

she blinks her

iPhone at

pursing cherry lips

and rounded eyes.

Selfies are the new

I love me (or I don’t)

so now she waits

suspended

until the first like

until the second

until she begins

to count (to matter)

letting the likes

soak into her skin

until she feels

almost full

enough for now.

 

~ Liesl Dineen

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