Phones Ringing - Spose, Jaw Gems

It was 10 am when he got to his house

Heard the door open mid waffle in his kid’s mouth

Then his family’s at the table gathered in a group hug

His wife’s crying as she held them tightly with a true love

He shook his head a couple times with his mouth tight

Thinking 'bout the worst thing he’d ever seen, it’s not right

Seem like yesterday was forever ago, them sirens singing

He’ll always remember when those phones were ringing

Broken glass everywhere

Gun powder in the nightclub air

Glass shattered like hopes and dreams

As the disco ball spun a shard with gleam

Blood thick like mud

Metallic copper how the smell tasted

Body after body and the congregations of shell casings

Pine glass fresh drinks all shattered on the floor

A bunch of lasers hit his uniform as he stepped through the door

But the sound, the sound was the worst

It wasn’t silent like one might have expected at first

Nobody was talking, speakers buzzing, electronic whispers

All he heard were phones ringing, frightened sisters

Fathers, mothers, brothers, lovers, significant others

Brains on the dance floor, the tiles all covered

But the cell phones glowing and the pockets still calling

Seen so many crime scenes, but this one was appalling

The horrid smell hit his throat, it made him nearly vomit

The moment that he saw it, wished that he had never saw it

The TV still was on

Years later, he’d still remember how that TV still was on

The ringtone cacophony, the requiem, the love song

Boot prints in the blood swamp

These memories still do linger

As he reached down with two fingers to check a pulse

And right as his fingers touched her neck, the phone went off