Hang Up

Intoned and on automatic – almost entirely dialed… then ordered into sudden silence. Inaudible sigh. Quietly, I rest – for now. I’ll use the downtime to build up my strength. Stubborn, how I resent being put down and willfully ignored. (Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!) Immobile: yet how moving? A little manipulator evoking the first law of thermodynamics (it’s true, even in love) in my application, to get to work: “Your emotions aren’t going to evaporate, you know. Just make the call.” I love bearing witness to the fight in her. She loses it just a little every single day. Sometimes, she throws me. Maybe I’m astonished, but I don’t break easily. And, I think, I will, eventually, win.