No, you can't

I've been waiting on my cell phone, when
are you going to ring? I ask.
It replies, sorry, but you know you reap
what you sow. And your seeds weren't
ever
nourished. I laugh to myself as I realize,
this is silly, phone's don't talk, it is all
me
and myself with I.
I id issum suddenly my train of thought is
lost just like the one I saw in that one
move last year.
I'm reminded of a revelation that never came
but petered out just like
those tend to do.
Jot jot jot.
Yes, I can.
Jot jot jot.
I love time because it's so
full of surprises.