I’m with the phone company.
He says,
Having trouble with your phone?
No, I reply.
But you called for repairs!
No, I did not.
The wife maybe?
No! I insist,
There must be some mistake.
No, no mistake, mister.
Trickster hangs up.
I hang up the phone,
But suspicious now
I lift the receiver again
And listen,
The line is dead.
Later, it rings...
Is the wife home? he says.
(Previously published in The Poetry Victims)
Sunday, March 09, 2008
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