my active imagination
the telephone doesn’t ring anymore
long ago replaced by something
that just vibrates
the caller’s identification appearing
out of thin air
usually unrecognizable
like an alien’s face on a milk carton
I’ve been drifting of late
disconnected by way of apathy
neglecting anything needing charging
in order to survive
resurrecting once abandoned vices
that may or may not
jump-start my active imagination
october two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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jdubqca 
This is another world… I always wonder which one I like best… no answer yet!!
Only time will tell!