Dials and Tones

Posted: June 19, 2014 in Poetry
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I dialed that number

only to say hello

I dialed that number

just to try again

I dialed that number

because I couldn’t wait

I dialed that number

hoping you would answer

I dialed that number

wondering where you were

I dialed that number

asking if you might care

I dialed that number

wondering who …

I dialed that number

knowing I’d dialed too many times

and the days would turn to weeks

and the weeks would become endless

I dialed that number

a lot of years ago

I still remember dialing

like it was yesterday.

Comments
  1. Sounds like a persistence turned into an obsession.

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