Poem: iWait

and write a poem, obvs

Well, it turns out I am a phone addict, he says three hours into still not being able to use it. Naturally, while I was waiting for the Apple Store to do its fixing magic, what else was I to do?

iWait

My phone has gone in for repair.
What do I do with my brain now?
No stimulation? Oh despair!
While my phone is being repaired.
I should be able to forswear
This device. No. I won’t take the vow.
My phone has gone in for repair.
What do I do with my brain now?