Old Gray Plastic
Old gray plastic.
Affixed to my head.
Causes many things to happen in an instant.
Many people speak into my ear
with the push of a button.
Old gray plastic
makes my head hurt.
Wearing for hours at a time.
Beep...there's an order.
Old gray plastic.
I swear it's become part of my head.
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