Last Year
and ache along my
clenched jaw.
The phones I answer at work
tone loudly, off
pitch
every time I transfer lines.
You'd think I'd learn, wouldn't
you?
put the phone down when I know it's
gonna scream
wait those
seconds I know so well
hear the long beep inside my head.
flooding into a dull throb
in my hips.
The mat was
thin
under us
but the drums were loud
beating in our ears, in our
blood
in our bodies' rhythm.
phone rings muffled in the late night
hesitant tones,
those questions
(I know)
are hard to ask
but it's better once
you
know for sure.
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