Your phone rings
You feel it vibrating in your jean pocket,
You wrench it free
Check the number,
It’s your bank manager
And you let it ring out.
Then you receive a text message,
You hesitate, mid sentence,
Are you going to check again?
It could be your Mum,
Could be a credit alert,
It could be your girlfriend
Asking for money,
Or the English graduate
Who sucked you off in Sandals Bar and Nightclub.
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