Christine Ray is calling…
the missing of you
is starting to feel like a small animal
gnawing at my heart
at my stomach
my world isn’t quite right
when I can’t be sure
that you are still in it
you have severed yourself from all the usual
technologies that you find so cold
sources of connected disconnection
I admire your ability to so fully reject this modern technology
but it leaves me with hands empty of you
my dear friend
I think about placing a call the old-fashioned way
but I am all out of quarters
and payphones have become almost extinct
only found in the Smithsonian
next to a manual typewriter
and Archie Bunker’s La-Z-Boy
you wouldn’t open the door
to a stranger
if I sent a telegram
I know you would appreciate the whimsy
of a tin can stretched between our houses
but I don’t have 2,700 miles of string
I try to…
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Love all the tangible details! Nice work 🙂 I’m a poet blogger too, hope you stop by sometime.
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Christine Ray is an incredible person as well as poet I recommend following her. Thanks so much for reading. Will stop by ASAP 🙏
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❤
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I will always answer Christine’s phone calls. ❤
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Me too!!
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Love you OP. Thank you for being my friend
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Damn, not sure I have done anything to deserve all this love but thank you. I am at the other end of the line whenever you need me too.
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We love you too, we are a tribe. Always together even when apart ❤❤❤
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We are indeed a tribe and I am very, very lucky to have found you beautiful souls.
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💖💖💖💖💖
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