one day in 1876,
alexander graham bell
uttered through a wire:
"watson, come here, i want you."
a hundred-thirty years later,
we're talking through satellites.
strange, huh, that before hanging up
we say, "keep in touch,"
when there's never any touch involved,
no contact?
just cables and frequencies.
still,
to get an "i love you" call
in the middle of a shitty day,
that makes a cell phone
seem miraculous.