Day 12.5: Call Me

Posting this now as a "bonus" poem, partly because the quality hasn't been here lately, and this one is only slightly better than last nights. Although, I can assure you the next poem I'm working on got started because of this one.

Call Me:

Rain drops and pop cans
singing outside my bedroom;
a song from the soundtrack of singledom. 

I casually flip the pages of a book,
ignoring the dreary wordy text;
giving my phone several looks.

Browsing videos on Youtube,
reading memes off the internet,
playing video games I’ve already beaten before;
waiting to be summoned by my phone.

I lay down in my bed
with the sheets over my head,
and wait for the display to light up.

Thumb over answer,
ready to pick up. 

I received no new messages that day.