Prose Poetry
Love Letter to my Phone
Inch-by-inch she crept into my life.
One shiny surface to the next.
Faster, brighter, sleeker.
I was spellbound.
I could not have known,
I could not have foreseen.
One-by-one she fed me the rules,
One-by-one, I consumed.
Until a day, there was no difference between her and me.
I was full of of her,
She was full of me.
The blurry lines of distinction were forsaken.
Now, I spend my days in repentance.
I dare not gaze at her too long for fear of seduction.
As much as she harms me, her beauty is bewitching.
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