one a.m.
and the crickets have stopped chirping.
bright blue on the
phone screen lights up,
as i dial your number.
crying so hard,
i can't see the buttons.
my fingers repeat the pattern,
they once knew so well.
your answer is a tired, angry greeting.
through my tears,
with the knife at my throat,
i ask you,
for three reasons
i should live.
but the truth is...
i'm only looking for one.














Comments
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"There is something in each of us that wants us to be Unhappy. It creates in our imaginations problems that don't yet exist- quite often causing them to come true."
~Benjamin Hoff The Te of Piglet
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"we can't stop here...this is bat country!"
gj
Nice work!
Dreams~
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~I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out... blech.~
My so called work... [link]
Dreams~
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"we can't stop here...this is bat country!"
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