You, On the Phone
On the phone, yesterday, I called you;
you didn’t know it was me. "Hello”…
you sounded happy…as if this might be
someone you wanted to talk to,
perhaps family or friend. But it was
just me… I listened to your sultry voice
then hung up. Saddened that you could
be happy without me, I swallowed.
There it was…better this way
than the alternative. Now, your last word
to me is hello instead of its opposite…
leaves the possibility to start again.
Copyright © Phil Capitano | Year Posted 2017
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