Finally
I finally bought a cell phone
(probably should say, “broke down and bought”).
It was the fire and the fear
that made me do it.
After years of ridicule,
even writing mocking poems
how cell phones create
the illusion of companionship,
how they impose themselves
and isolate communication
into moments of bored expectation,
allow others to creep into our lives.
The black smoke towering over
our neighborhood, not knowing
where she was, not able to cross
the roadblock to our home.
After years of routine certainty,
years when commuting through
mountains and snowstorms
with the careless freedom
of phoneless abandon
that comes from “not worrying
about the material,” from
“we lived without cell phones for so long.”
Fire has the power to change behavior,
to see what is most essential.
When you have to evacuate your home
it puts civilization into perspective
© 2007 Richard Sidy