Standing by-
The infallible shadow-
Of a Catholic wall,
Against the first world,
Started he-
The last rites-
Of an exotic mobile,
As if grieving a death
Of his sweet valentine!
His masochist brooding-
On this fragile-
Palm of a cell phone for-
Having failed-
Of affection and kiss,
Battered its veiled,
Vein-less face.
Standing by-
The loosing battle
Grappling a wreck
Sought to date a cell
That had no cell
Governed by the last
Spell of his dying will!
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