Anatomy of the iPhone 6
After the fourth accident in class,
even parents know what it means
to be bruised before being heard.
No gasps or rebuttoned shirts,
but the same surrogate bodies
approaching only to fall apart.
Slide To Unlock
Of all a magician's clichés, you pick
the one that leaves no trace. Absence
does not know of you. The hush does.
Touch ID Sensor
Read me an unfinished script
of fingerprints. There is none
that does not crave sympathy.
How to win the silence over,
how a shard of cosmic dark
encourages you to see again.
By Jerrold YamQLRS Vol. 14 No. 3 Jul 2015