Mobile Phone

by WriterX   Apr 8, 2006


A bit like an orb
But we do not see
What lies on the other side.
We only hear voices
Of people, and creatures
So numberless that unknown.

But in order to talk
to the dead, or people
Who simply are too far
We need a special code
A tricky combination
And of course
A tribute in gold
To the demon
Inside the orb.

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