Lines 11/25/15

He's tapping out poems
On his phone again
Even though
I told him he would ruin his eyes
But he never listens anyway
He's not the listening type
To be honest
He's probably not listening to me now
As he he taps away
Tap
Tap
Tap
On that stupid phone of his
Singing about
Lovers gone dry,
old dusty bones
And ancient melodies
While the world stares at its screen
Refusing to even listen.