The Sky On The Phone Talking

I do everything in ink now
even notebook scribbling like this.

The sky seems far away to me.
I scribbled it that way in ink.

I scribbled these words in ink, too,
before computerizing them.

I saw a girl outside talking
on her telephone as she walked
from her car to the Walgreens store.
The sky seemed far away, so far
in fact I wondered if the girl
had the sky on the phone talking
saying, Hi, yeah, long time no see.

The sky seems far away to me
but I’m not tempted to call it.

But if someone did call the sky
I wouldn’t be at all surprised.
Phones are right here, right in our hands.
Phone talk is reality now
and everything that’s not phone talk
is a sky too far to see or
something like a scribble some guy
jots on a sheet of scratch paper.

The sky seems far away to me
but I’d rather scribble the sky
than phone it and pretend to talk.