I call
I don't know why
but it stops
me
shaking
for a little while
There's no answer.
A sentimental computer asks me
if I have something to say
in dulcet feminine blocks
There is a tone.
I leave an apology
for things i have already said
and say things
I will soon
have to apologise for.
grief climaxes.
The wait resumes.














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