the cell phone

the beauty of
the cell phone
is the dropped
call, or the battery
running low
and then dying.
it can save you from
some excruciating
conversations.
painful ramblings
and calling outs
by those that
have your number.
sometimes you can
fake the dead phone
with a quick
hang up in mid
chat, it's almost
undetectable when
you time it just
right, in the middle
of your own sentence,
it just goes silent,
and suddenly you can
hear the birds
chirping,the breeze
ruffling the leaves
on the trees outside
your window. that
stream moving along
the banks, against
the rocks. ahhhh.