POEM ONE. | 3:11 PM |
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Crossing Phone Lines
The sky bleeds charcoal
as your voice soaks my ear
I whisper secrets to a friend that I can't see
believing in the promises of the faceless
trusting that you'll make it all okay-
that you'll hold the ladder steady
but as the sun comes up your empty words scatter like shadows on the lawn
and I dangle helplessly
knowing that if forced to make a choice
you'd leave me scrambling for the exit
And here it comes
another attempt to begin an ending
another desperate plea that escapes my lips
but somehow this feels like your last try
the last attack from the conflicted
The rug pulled out from under me
I hit the ground
and strain for your hand
the one that always had enough room for me
but it's gone
dialing another number
stealing back the promises
and giving them to her
the darkness lifts
revealing tears
I said I'd never shed for you
and as they cary me off to a restless sleep
I clutch the phone in my hand
listening for the call
deep down
I knew would never come
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