It's a cold call to enemy soil,
Past the tight frame
behing which, in disgust, you recoil.

When you said to leave a message at the tone, I know you were hoping for more than a click and a dial tone.

But I don't know what to say.
I guess it's all the same.

Reason I pick my scabs.

I know you don't want to hear about that.

Especially in August
when you're taking a break
from and open season
of listening to people like me
whine and complain.

Well, I guess I just wanted a feeling from this call.
To feel like I did when I touched her skin the few times it didn't crawl.

But I don't know what to say.
I guess it's all the same.

The same reason I write checks from long-dead accounts. I'm sending one to the phone company now, to cover the cost of these long-distance bouts...

With the answering machine
in your empty -your empty- house.


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