Monday, November 03, 2008

A Phonecall

Bvvvt Bvvvt

Bursting from the blue
Cellphone marching slowly
On microscopic feet
Wrap it in quick hands

Bvvvt Bvvvt

Feel the fragile heartbeat
"Hello?"
A statement. A question
Drifting back through the ether
Seconds hang thickly
Like melting wax
"It's Peter"
Wax pools into a smile
"Hello"

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