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March 25, 2024Poem: Call In The Middle of The Night
March 25, 2024
“You what?”
“You what?”
my voice echoed down the line
like a bedlamite
bouncing off
cushioned walls.
Then,
suddenly,
the silence,
the quiet electronic crackles,
hung in the dark night
as if my question had gone,
disappeared down a deep and endless well.
Minutes passed, maybe hours.
In the end, I whispered “I love you”
and put down the receiver
as the bitter sting of nausea overwhelmed my throat.