Coruscation, rectilinear salutations,
rusty tired voices drift inside heads.
too perky she says. the person you are calling cannot
come to phone right now please leave a message.
listen to the dreadful drear drone of a hung up buzz.
wrong number.
coiled coils coiled,
you hang swift receiver
a silent mute, no flowing massage.
the person you are calling cannot
come to phone right now please leave a message.
flawed forms flicker lifeless,
plastic wires, chips buttons,
anticipating acall that never comes,
the person you are calling cannot
come to phone right now please leave a message.............
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