Answering Machine

Answering Machine

A Poem by TheKaylaPup

Ring, Ring, Ring
"Hello, you have reached-"
Click
The disappointment of the answering machine,
I have nothing to say to it,
No message to leave,
Just a need to hear your voice on the other end. 
Swirls, lines, doodles on a page,
Not art,
Just a way to make the seconds pass,
Something to keep me from watching the clock,
From going mad with impatience.
Ring 
"Hello,"
"Hello this is-"
Click
Just another machine,
An automated telemarketer.
Again I dial your number.
Ring, 
Ring,
Ring,
Ring,
Ring,
"Hello, you have reached-"
Click
I look to my doodle page,
It's lines and swirls and hearts, but mostly hearts.
Hearts that should look broken...
Broken for the one I can never be with,
The one I love,
The one who will never be more than a friend. 
I call one last time, again getting the machine.
This time a leave a message for you to call me back.
Then I wait, I wait until long after the sun a set, 
The moon is high in the sky.
Finally sleep consumes me,
Phone still in my hand,
Waiting for you to call.
When I awake the sun has risen,
and I have no missed calls.
I dial your number once again.
Ring,
Ring,
Ring,
Ring,
Ring,
"Hello, you have reached-"
Click

© 2011 TheKaylaPup


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Very sad and realistic! I loathe answering machines, and I've been in this situation too many times to count. (except I wasn't waiting for a crush to call back. Mostly just my friends and parents) I also know the feeling of doodling to keep my mind off things. I have page after page of scribbles in a desk drawer. I prefer not to throw them out. Okay so back to the story. It was so well written. I didn't want it to stop. And as I said before, it was very realistic because it's a usual occurrence in this world. Excellent story, I loved it!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Very sad and realistic! I loathe answering machines, and I've been in this situation too many times to count. (except I wasn't waiting for a crush to call back. Mostly just my friends and parents) I also know the feeling of doodling to keep my mind off things. I have page after page of scribbles in a desk drawer. I prefer not to throw them out. Okay so back to the story. It was so well written. I didn't want it to stop. And as I said before, it was very realistic because it's a usual occurrence in this world. Excellent story, I loved it!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow kayla... that was sad.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I know the feeling of this poem, which was well written! However, I did one called "The Answering Machine," which was a completely different take on those darn things. I have, actually, left messages like "If you think I am going to sit here and tell this stupid machine what I want, you are out of your mind." Or, the simple "I'm not talking to your dumb machine, if you want to talk to someone answer you damn phone." I have one to catch emergency messages, but I try to beat it, when I am home. That let it ring and go to voicemail, so you can play telephone tag the rest of the day, makes me want to scream!!!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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