Emote, Gee

Why not plan ahead, it’s all going

On the way the bread has

Risen, isn’t it just better when

Our pants are frying?

Flying off and by the seat

It seems we can’t just let

The beeping phone lay

Still, it’s always calling shrill

I’ll ignore it, for a second

Then it beckons, beckons, beckons

Eyes I reckon, wrecked

With unanticipated hasty

Need for reciprocation

A smiley face, or thumbs up

A yes, a no, a WTF

Please respond! I want

To leave! And get this

Off my sleeve!

I’ll have to wait, and plan ahead

Without knowing, oh the dread!

Without showing responses

Better send another text…