The Call

I long for the day

Of landlines

Not knowing if the call came

Apprehensive conjecture

About if you tried

To contact me across these miles

My absurd longing for you

I am damaged

Mangled beyond recognition

At the thought of your voice

Saying my name

And abolishing this contemptible

Compulsion to have but a morsel

Of your mendacious heart

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. pretzellogic
    Jun 08, 2013 @ 03:07:55

    i love it, toasha!

    Reply

    • Toasha
      Jun 08, 2013 @ 18:38:42

      Why thank you Neil! I feel honered by your comment as well. We shall sit together in our “writing rut” and compliment each other. Sounds lovely!

      Reply

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