Smashed Cell Phone

Hardware connected to a network within air,
Annoying cell phone smashed without care,
Soon no more of the circuit’s energy,
This happens with a non-working battery,
To contemplate a digital signal with wit,
Where and when is the last invisible bit?
Information; translation; silly wave particle,
Of course I know this poem is maniacal,
Space-time coordinates, the last bit of data,
Somewhere in the air? What is it made of?
I need to know if I swallowed that bit,
This little bit of data could be a perfect fit,
Through the atomic clock as a basis of time,
My mind is baffled in this scientific rhyme.

Published by Daniel Feindt

Daniel Feindt currently lives in Bucks County PA, where he has written many poems and self-published various books... Currently Daniel also enjoys painting artwork with acrylics and works with web-design to share his work online... In 1999, Daniel was diagnosed with a mental illness, which has inspired him to learn how the mind works, as well as what it means to be human in this world... With the range of thoughts and emotions involved, he has aspired to present them in the best way possible for the reader...

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