Tag: meta

  • The Meta Phone Caper

    His metaPhone (Q 1) holstered on his belt and boasted
    like a pearl-handled spatula a fine tweezer feature purest
    in the kitchen but as a mycophagist on vacation he was slow
    to get the picture: he should have left the phone at home.

    She skiffed his phone like a stone across the stream
    and it smacked the face of a rapid rose to the lip
    and flipped onto the river rocks where it slipped
    like a fish and caught between silly and sorry mess

    while the water ebbed aback and swirled about him
    he dove again and again for the mother-of-pearl
    case for his applications and poisonous twins
    and recipies his personal algorithms and desserts

    calendars his files and messages tips and notes
    settings and cameras and his unfinished Joy of
    his meals his awards medals commendations
    his secret usernames passwords fundamental

    identities his capabilities capacities radio interface
    multi-mode banking signaling his data to Universe.
    Drown rather than lose his cell. They were supposed
    to be on vacation, but he was on his cell phone

    and while he was on his call stung was she
    by the venomous double away they swam
    leaving him and his phone in the hot sand
    where he smelled the world at his feet.

    Now we must close our caper of the nose
    before the plot thickens the dickens to play
    for a meal is saga but a poem mere snack
    one is shared the other kept under the hat.