In Defense of the iPhone Camera

Sometimes, it's not my job to write the poem.

Sometimes, I'm out running.

Or watching a movie outside.

Sometimes I'm traveling with eyes open.

Other times, I look up from the ground once every five minutes.

Sometimes it's the quiet of a hotel room.

Sometimes it's on the way home.

Sometimes the moment doesn't get captured.

Sometimes that's for the best.

But sometimes it's nice to let it stick around.