The call


A brief look at my phone

And my face twitch a bit

A frown sits on my forehead

It’s almost a lifetime of deciding

But it takes a second to answer

With my phone firmly held to my ear

I am ready to help him ruin my day


7 thoughts on “The call

  1. ~A Call~

    Forever ends,
    I then pull out my phone.
    ready to course through my veins

    And a smirk moulded perfectly
    on my countenance.
    I ready myself for delay
    but she soon picks the call

    With my hands-free kit
    snugly fit into my ear.
    She is ready
    to help me ruin her day.

    *Obviosuly inspired by your poem.
    1633hrs GMT, Friday, 5th September, 2014.
    Kwabedu, Tarkwa; Western Region, Ghana.

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