Phone LinesA Poem by Matt Chevalier
Your name is a secret
Words spoken Left in the wind To fly where they please Your voice is an answer Public Questions Softly solved By a cool, calculating individual A second voice can join in If they so choose A harried sweaty sound Numbed to pleas for help
© 2012 Matt Chevalier |
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Added on November 25, 2012 Last Updated on November 25, 2012 Author
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