Jess Loseby, Digital Art

i meant to switch my phone to silent

but mis-keyed and switched my phone to violent.

it shouted at me for an hour;

took photographs of my empty wallet and sent them to all my friends to expose how broke i was;

sent messages to everyone in my address book;

ransom notes in predictive txt;

‘u willy diet u bass hards

sin d cash or eye willy gif u can sir

( evilly ) lol’;

downloaded an expensive dutch ringtone with interesting use of counterpoint and then told me I was a tone-deaf pillock for not appreciating the gesture;

when it spat battery acid at my ipod it crossed a line.

i gaffer tapped it to the sofa

and made it watch the bit in terminator 2 when they melt the machine in the molten metal

that shut it up.

sodding egotistical calculator.

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