“thanks for thinking about me”
if only you knew how much I
don’t want to…that particular plea damn
near overrides my fingers tappin’
the letters for your name into
my phone & pushing the “lil green button”.
[TALK] says the button
conjuring images of
frozen syllables never making it past
my lips, conversations that will never surface
and a rarely seen bashfulness rearing its ugly head.
& by the time i realize freedom is at the
end of the tunnel in the form of a saviour named
[red button END]
…reaching weakly…quickly… for it in anticipated
relief i hear
“hello?”
2007.06.19
