【A Poem】: On the Phone
(edited)
IPFS
He sounds like a stranger
Sort of
But not very much
His voice coarse and nasal
His tone lumpy and rolling
As a river meandering
It makes our exchange of greetings sound
Feeble and frail
Like a chat over the counter
In a pharmacy
Not knowing what medicine to take
A much expected phone call
Survived only five minutes
Before exhaustion on both ends
I said goodbye but
Forgot who first hang up
(2025.02.22)
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