More Than A Cellphone Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

I've left it on rock ledges
in elevators and bars

Taxicabs, backpacks,
motorcycles near and far

It's laid on the Great Wall,
as I started to walk away

And fell out of the raft
in Wyoming that day

It flew on the airplane
after I had gotten off

And spent two days in Key West
with Fedex as the cost

It's kept me in touch,
that's important I know

But the voice it records
into words
—much more so

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March,2018)