Underwriting

I was thinking how good it would be
To have an option on mobiles
That said subliminal, so that underneath
“I’m busy” it would flash, “I just don’t want to
Anymore”. Imagine neon black
And yellow letters.

And then I got to thinking - what if nature’s
Been sending them to me, like the smell
Of snow on a clear wind
Or the black flash of pain
Shuttering the first glimpse
Of bright sunshine on wet pavement.

And as I thought, there grew the rolling thunder
Of a red hot hatch, blue leds for eyeballs
And one dark window down. Inside a face, condensing
Out of bass, mouthing “Wanker”.