TASTING RHUBARB ~ sour, sweet, sour, sweet...
Where are you now?YesNowWhere are you now?SoYesCome backCome backRight nowAnd call me When you’re nearYesWhen you’re nearly here
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Where are you now?
the mobile phone as licence to neurosis
Wonderful, this snippet.I'm trying to figure out places where you can sit, comfortably, and overhear these kinds of things, because they're funny funny.
Sounds like my friends' conversations with their errant children.
Not hearing the tone of voice makes it more mysterious and full of possibilities...
Male, suited, peremptory but quavering...
If there were no mobile phones, this would be a poem about love and anxiety, wouldn't it?With mobile phones,one constantly hears the refrain: "Where are you now?"
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