Dennis Walker


Telephone - Poem by Dennis Walker

Sat here in my house staring at the telephone
Begging it to ring for I am all alone
She will surely call she told me she would last night
But that was before we had that dreadful fight
Storming out of the restaurant not looking back
She was so mad at me that I had gone off track
Challenging the things I had done asking me out right
Not believing my answers was the start of our fight
I tried to keep her the only one but that was not to be
There is a part of my body that takes control of me
Like a demon when it rises making me so weak
With others then I am driven for the pleasure that I seek
Looking at me with total disgust when she asked for a reply
One of my other faults is I am unable to lie
Waiting for me to answer to the questions that she seeks
The total look of horror then she really freaks
My reply she could not handle this is what had made her go mad
When I told her that her Mother and sister were the last two I have had! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 24, 2011


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