#100hardtruths

I hold the phone in my hand

I hold the phone in my hand. My hand is freezing. I look at the phone. I look away from the phone. There’s a world there. 
The phone says that’s a lie. The world is in the phone. I face the phone and tap. I flip from phone to face. You face the phone and walk away. Phone, get in the sea. 
We’re doing this for everyone. You’re everyone else. Come on, come out. 
Aerobicize with me. It isn’t for me, I promise. I promise I’m more than me.
It’s for the thing we’re not yet. It’s true I haven’t missed you. It’s also true I have. 
-Sam Soloman

This poem is a response to hardtruth #94:

#94, always look for the real thing

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