iphone(Arnold Melleby, 29.12.2015)

who am I
you ask
a stranger
yourself
to me
who`s asking
I reply
then I walk away

coins in my pocket
make noise
as I run for a place I feel safe
a place where I do not
have to listen for answers
to questions
I do tend to ask
when I´m asked
myself

my iphone lights up
the darkness suits it well
as I load my shotgun
bang
no more iphone
no more lighting up
in the middle of the night

time to think again
time to write again
time to unload my real gun
leaving my shotgun to rest
the rest of its life
killing off something
that gives me life

from the killing fields
to the fields that prosper life
my heart starts beating again
my planet starts rotating again
my world starts breathing again
there´s no telling
where this could end

night and day
day and night
no time to eat, sleep or breathe
got my fingers on my triggers
hitting the alphabet
letter by letter
word by word

overwhelmed by the power
of the images created
from thought to action
then back to thought
just to do it all over again
in the very next line
amazing the author every time

hung over from all the words
that have left my head
enough said
I guess i miss my iphone again
gotta get a new one
to share all the new memories
I´ve created, all over again