just i, no Phony
Sunset walk,
exercise minus
a pricey and flashy gym membership,
doing yoga postures with my arms.
No iPhone,
no iPad,
no iPod,
just i - no Phony.
Well, an "ancient" flip-phone
just as out of style
as my flip-flops
bought on sale at a drugstore.
Tye-dye shirt,
shredding cordoruoy shorts,
frizzy hair up in a messy bun,
the morning's make-up long gone.
Pulling out the flip-phone,
just to call "Mama", "Bella" I call her
(for a selfie?......
naaaaah thanks).
My flip-flops a' floppin',
breaths of fresh air, eyes to the sunset.
No iPs times 3,
just i - no Phony.