Jellybean

You search and you search certain the app is still here. Hiding somewhere in the menagerie of apps that litter across the screen of your phone. Half that you can’t even remember downloading let alone using. It’s blue, you say out loud. It has a circle or a tree, as if your phone is listening, as if only you just describe it accurately enough your phone would we extend it’s arm and open it’s closed fist to you. Ah, there it is. I knew it was here. Like an offer of one last shiny red jellybean in a bag where only the licorice ones remain that are black as squid ink and taste like burnt tires.