The salesman slid it from the box,
And placed it in my hand,
He said, "This mobile telephone,
Is our most expensive brand."
"But listen to these features,
This little gem includes,
It's sure to raise your status,
From the power it exudes."
From satellite, both day and night,
We’ll bounce your every word,
We’ll screen your calls, check your mail,
And pay all fees incurred.”
“Six-way calling, Internet,
And if the line is busy,
It will brew a cup of tea.”
“I’ll take it!” cried my foolish tongue,
“Please hold that phone for me,
I have to go and hock my car—
I should be back by three.”
That evening, in the twilight’s gleam,
My new phone at my side,
I sat upon my front porch steps,
And read the Owner’s Guide.
“To fully charge your phone,” it read,
“Just plug it in the wall,
But always disconnect it,
If you want to make a call.”
I must have been preoccupied,
O'er the thrill which lie ahead,
I didn't see the LEDs,
Flashing bright from green to red.
I dialed with trembling fingers,
Pushed the button labeled "SEND,"
I'm not quite sure what happened—
It was hard to comprehend.
My phone which I'd mistakenly,
Left plugged firmly in the wall,
Began to shiver, shriek and spit,
(Earl Grey, if I recall).
The overload within that box,
Surged up my quaking arm,
Reducing it to energy,
Without apparent harm.
The rest of me transmuted,
In the twinkling of an eye,
And when my frequency was clear,
I transmitted towards the sky!
Faster, faster, faster still,
I shot into the black,
And passed the promised satellite,
Instead of bouncing back.
I hit the veil which separates,
The realm of God and men,
With speed so great, I tore right through,
Then picked up speed again.
Surrounding me were children's prayers,
En route on wings of doves,
I sailed through streams of broken tears,
Shed for departed loves.
I heard the whispers angels speak,
When aiding those on earth,
I watched souls heading up in death,
And heading down for birth.
But even these I left behind,
Upon my wayward flight,
‘Till nothing else was seen or heard,
Except a distant light.
When all at once, a hand came forth,
And scooped me in its palm,
It gently turned my course around,
And quenched my fear with calm.
“You must go back,” I heard a voice,
Somewhere within my head,
Then felt a shove from up above—
I woke up in my bed!
It felt so good to be alive!
I sang and praised the Lord!
Oh. Then I bought a brand new phone—
One tethered by a cord!
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