Lonely Phone

My phone must be
a lonely phone.
It often does things
on its own.

It likes to blink
and buzz and beep
to wake me up
when I’m asleep.

I sometimes find
it’s made a call
without me touching
it at all.

If it gets bored,
before too long,
it might decide
to play a song,

or maybe shoot
a video,
or send a tweet,
or watch a show,

or play a game,
or send a text.
I never know
what’s coming next.

Today I left
my phone at home.
While I was gone
it wrote this poem.