Thursday, February 12, 2015

Eye See You: Luke pt. 6

She screams.  She cries.  She drops to her knees. 

“I was on the bottom!” 

She raises her hand, smashing her phone against the floor. 

It doesn’t break. 

She smashes again. 

It doesn’t break. 

She raises her hand again, and I stop her.  I tell her…

It never breaks. 


It never breaks, it never dies, and it never stops working.  It is not your phone anymore, but his, or hers, or its way to make us play the game.  It is not a phone anymore.  It is our damnation. 

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