Hello
Hello?
Is anyone there?
Or am I talking to myself again?
Either way it’s lonely down here,
and I can’t think of how it is for you up there.
Hello?
There’s no light down here,
so will you bring me a lantern to guide my way?
Hello?!
What’s the point of waiting,
when you aren’t even trying to care?
We are glued here for your entertainment,
aren’t we?
We can’t help ourselves to be terrible,
but can you help?
HELLO?!
IS ANYONE THERE?!
Or am I spitting empty phrases,
into invisible heads?
Am I weaving webs of willows,
that I will be caught in latter?
Hello?
Is this what life’s about?
Worrying until we are shut out?
Trying to to rhyme lies,
with our cries,
only to write words that don’t yet make sense?
Spitting out my poisons,
and hoping to be right?
Hello?
Is anyone listening tonight?
Copyright © Janet Goode | Year Posted 2014
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