I heard an iPhone buzz – when I died –
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Cloud –
Between the Heaves of Upload –
–
The Eyes around – had always been dry –
And Breaths were gathering firm
For that last Onset – when a snapchat
Be witnessed – in the Room –
–
I willed my passwords – Signed out
What portion of me be
Digital – and then it was
There interposed an iPhone –
–
With Blue – uncertain – stumbling Buzz –
Between the light – and me –
And then the iOS failed – and then
I could not see to see –
Autumn Siders 