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at some point i decided it would be a good idea to change the language of my stupid cellphone to french. then i changed phones and can't figure out how to make the word-guessing function stop. so it tries to guess what i'm about to write, but does it in french. this has created a situation in which all i can really text people are strings of more or less arbitrary letters. so i can write the sounds one might make while having a significant seizure of some kind in all situations which seem to call for such a response, but cannot answer things like "i'm standing in line outside the club are you already inside?"
needless to say, this has functionally erased much space for flirtation by text, except in those rare instances in which a string of more or less arbitrary letters is the perfect next move.
someday soon i am going to get another device and throw this one far far into the ocean.
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
-kamau brathwaite
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