I decided to write a poem as if it were a series of text messages, I couldn’t sleep (again) and it seemed like a good idea at the time. The theme? Imagining I was a 30-something guy texting an ex….it’s poetry, I can take artistic license. IMHO, the final work is gender neutral.
The texts from my ex Sunday, 1.37am Hey, R U awake? [send] I saw U 2nite
You looked beautiful Who were you with?[send] Maybe we could Hook up Meet upHave coffee sometime [send] Sunday, 4.01pm Don’t worry about it I don’t really drink coffee anymore U prob moved on anyway [send] Tuesday, 12.09 pm I can’t stop thinking about U Sorry I messed everything up I wish I could make it up 2 U I still love UR U awake? [send] Friday, 5.28pm Do U have plans 4 the w/e? I found some stuff of yours Do U want me to drop it off 2 U? Do U wanna come grab it?What should I do with it? [send] Sunday 3.19am I still love you Do you still love me? Can we try again?I wish we’d never met [send]