Phones
They had just called us over.
So I knew it was 5:00.
We’re all restless now, so it’s 5:02.
He’s always a little late.
When the window opens,
It is tempting to run back to bed.
But I can’t sleep anyway.
I don’t ask about the pills.
It’s a secret- but what we don’t know will save us.
Dinner will be served soon.
So we can play with plastic forks and spoons.
Then the calls roll in.
So I know it’s 6:00.
Some people are yelling, while others have loved ones at home.
Me?
I just know I love my mom.
I had to go, a fight broke out.
So I know it’s 6:27 as the phones cut off.
Soon, I lose my mind again.
And start chatting with the people I’m excited to leave behind.
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