The Telephone
ring
just one
then silence
Wheels start turning
Just a wrong number?
Just a quick second thought?
Or was the caller cut off?
A nylon cord around his throat?
A razor thrust through the jugular?
It’s 1:00 a.m. I check doors and windows
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2011
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