Poetry by Taylor

Ping
My heart drops
I pick it up
It’s the news
Shut up
Ping
And again
Oh it’s just an old friend
Miss you too
The end
Ping
Come on
Ive been waiting so long
Ping
Money missing
Better call the bank tommorow
Shit
Ping
It’s my mum
Ping
It’s a like
It’s a follow
It’s something new
Or something old
It’s a reminder I forgot
But I know who it’s not

Ping
Finally