Flip Flops at 4amA Poem by Alex HutchinsonA jealous boyfriend loses his temper over a suspicious phone call.It’s amazing how peaceful our lives can be The daily dull of nothing happening We complain about it We fight against it It only takes one moment for that dull to blaze away The strange phone call at 2am Her voice on another man’s phone Your heart sinking She’s been drinking with friends It’s no big deal she assures you They have to eat themselves sober She’ll be home soon Two hours pass with no word The restaurant is twenty minutes away You buzz the strange cell number His number No answer You call again and he picks up Is she there? Yes, close by her voice echoes She says she’s buying new flips flops At four in the morning The anger rises again His phone, his voice, she’s with him She’s out at four in the morning While your home alone Feeling like a jealous boyfriend It’s no win really You can be angry or disappointed Confused or feeling mislead All of it bullshit Tiny inferences lead you to conclusions None of which might be true She has a friend or a crush It’s usually simple and brief And harmless Your actions can make it worse But only worse Nothing can make it better Nothing but trust Flip flops at four in the morning If that’s what she says Then you believe her He’s just a friend So you believe her It’s a feeling of powerlessness The waiting, the wondering In the end she did come home to you And that’s all that matters Besides She has the new flip flops To prove it
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Added on February 7, 2008AuthorAlex HutchinsonEnglewood, FLAboutAlex Hutchinson is an award winning poet and novelist. His most recent book is Twisted Trails, a collection of inspiring short stories about mountain biking. It is available at Amazon.com more..Writing
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