Capture

I have a digital cell phone
With a camera
A hand-me-down from my daughter
It has blue-tooth
And sends images wirelessly
Tirelessly
As many as I want
Pictures of airplane wings
And fireworks
Carpets of clouds
Stretched over farmland
And desert alike
Pictures of my smiling face
The kids and wife
And Jim the Disney bus-driver
Gets us in for free
Press the *capture* key
Razor-thin slice
In a life of similar moments
Strung together
From the sperm and egg
To the dying of the sun
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