Hallucinatory telephony

I walk around this city,
now suddenly inhabited
by phones, instead of people.

I see them at street corners,
I see them at road ends;
I see them where they are,
and even where they’re not!

A drunk may dream of bottles,
but I see only telephones –
the bottles for themselves,
but phones my means to you!

PoetaMatusèl reads
HALLUCINATORY TELEPHONY
https://poetamatusel.files.wordpress.com/2014/08/hallucinatory-telephony.mp3
Joaquín Rodrigo, Concierto de Aranjuez – with Pepe Romero

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