A.j. Binash

Rookie - 44 Points (04-20-1988 / Dodgeville WI)

When She Calls - Poem by A.j. Binash

It's always after midnight
I know because I shout
'Hello! ' Into the phone
Over the neighbors stumbling (some people cannot handle their alcohol)
And
9/10
I am intoxicated as well
Be it on:
Pills
Alcohol
Or
Women

When she speaks
I mute the white noise
All those ideas
That go with death, love and taxes

And I wonder
After she calls
If the knife in her hand
Is bloody with imagination

From stabbing at my muscles
Slowing me to her pace
Till I fall
Behind

And shout from a distance
'Wait for me…'

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 15, 2013


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