My poetry is not necessarily autobiographical - just vignettes of life that I see around me and how it touches me. Some are sad, some poignant, some irreverant, some merry - This one is a sort of sad poignant one.
*BEEP* Hey, Joe, honey, non-actions speak louder than words you haven't called me in a week Did you lose my number?
I always told you to look on the men's room wall -- for a good time -- yeah, that's me. that always got a laugh before, remember? (nervous laughter then a pause)
Was it that look of disappointment on my face when you forgot my birthday?
Hey, man, I know we ain't serious you got no worries there
It's just that ...... Oh, never mind..... Anyway, I'm here all night .... if you get the urge, you know .... you know where to find me. *CLICK*
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