I took a picture of you the other day.
You were asleep and you made me smile.
So, I took a picture of you on my iPhone
and sent it to you.
But there was a mistake in the system.
And something went askew.
The picture never went to you.
It went to your mean ex-girlfriend
who drew needlessly elaborate horns on your head
and sent it to her half-brother
who drew fangs peeking out of your mouth
and sent it to his half-sister
who drew green eyes on your closed lids
and sent it to her step-mother
who drew a speech bubble with the words
“I wish to eat your soul” coming out of your mouth
and sent it to her father-in-law
who drew very bad elephant ears on the sides of your head
and sent it to his brother-in-law, the minister,
who tsked the whole lot of them
and sent the picture back to you.