The line is always open, but the phone never rings.
The door is never locked, yet no one passes though it.
The mail never stops, but no posts arrive.
The roads lead here, yet are never traversed.
Texts and messages, notes and video;
Limitless options exist, but none are utilized.
The world has never been smaller, yet never so far away.
The silence speaks louder than words could ever hope to.
And so goes my life, the call that never comes.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
The call that never comes
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Ring, ring, ring. Hello? Bob? This is Cecile. I"m calling to tell you about a party that we are having over at The Wild Onion Cafe. We are celebrating Random Chicks birthday, so I hope to see you there partaking in the festivities and wishing our dear friend another year of health and happiness.
Hey, I missed the party...Bob, you need to come visit. We'll take you out on the town and you're phone will be ringing off the hook!!!
Well, I'm a few days late, but hell, I can ring a doorbell. Let's jump in the car and pick up Cece and R.C.! We can get a bit crazy, so hold on baby.
XO
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