Joel Shea was born in Victoria, B.C. and currently lives in London, UK. He is also a musician.
eight mobile phone poems from the British Museum
(written on a mobile phone's text editing software, their size kept to a one-screen maximum)
you'll cure her
of nothing
on a bible tour
with her son,
vibrating his lips like
a big bee
here's the husband!
**
there was a spot of water
beneath your pint glass
after you moved it
I watched
it evaporate
and thought of
what to say to you next
**
mouth splits
her head open
smiling
with her friend
and walking past
**
we've eaten so
let's use these calories,
make children
food
and time
will make children
our bodies, factories
**
it's fake
until you pass a law
it's fake
until a mirror
can take its picture
**
pour this time
full of meanings
found or stolen
**
the gods took
those bulls' blood,
those mountains of life
the family
got to eat the rest
**
conduits of
small talk
lead to the future
like
time machines
of common thought