Without Me Poem by Akhil Zoomin

I was lying down on my bed
reading bukowski poems
then all of a sudden
my phone rang

I woke up in jolt
50 missed calls reads it
I have not noticed that
the phone was ringing

one more time the phone rang...
'Moon Calling'

I answered the call
'Hello what are you doing'?
'nothing said I'
'Why didn't you take my call'?
'I am having sex'
what! she screamed
'what would I do without you darling'
said I

you will understand What I am doing
if you look at my beard
if you read my poems
if you see my body

which is having only bones
no flesh
no blood
no water
only beer, vodka, whisky