Mediocre Poems

iPhone

What was so different? She was so different

An iPhone is found, scrolling through the contacts

An iPhone was found, forty-nine receivers

Some speak of the same name, all registering back to the same name

The eyes were misguided, she doesn't know that it's missing

Hitting each message, revealing all the text

It's been going on for month's, I'm shocked

I shouldn't be snooping

Looking around for peepers, none there that's sweet

Earlier that night

An older brother is near and I ask about his sister

Can't wait to see her, I hope I'm not dreaming

This is real, but be surprised by what you expect

She's not who she seems that you can bet

Confused and rattled

What is their to do?

Hoping it's a lie, hoping I find out otherwise

I beg of you please, let it all be fibs

Plead the fifth before the mallot is hit

I was shook

I was shackled, not like a dog

Shackled in my thoughts

I thought I knew her, but her acting skills showed more

Later that night

Who leaves their phone?

I held the Apple like grip pliers

Time to see what's inside

No passcode, nothing to hide

The secrets are revealing...

The pictures...the names...the videos...

All I could do was hope for a miracle then a car pull up

I heard from outside

I stow it in my pocket

She comes in and talks for a bit

Guess what?

I found out she's moving