An Ode to My Busted iPhone

I never thoughtThat you would be so fragile Your skin, your face,Unscratchable, they saidI put you to the test. You survived.For a while. Marks appeared.A few careless drops to the concretebroke your jawYour vibratorrattling loose inside your chest I thought I could fix youBut I just made you worse. Alas, this was not a defect …

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