By Amanda      Mae4583@aol.com
Date: 25 April 1999

Dial Tone

I hear the phone ring, reaching to
pick it up.
But I stop...
I know it's you.
And I don't wanna hear your voice.
I don't wanna hear the lies, the apologies, 
the bringing back of memories I don't wanna 
remember.
Because I know I'll listen.
And I'll forgive you.
And you know I will.
That was something that always bothered me about you,
you knew me too well.
But not this time.
Because I know our cycle, like a 
broken record, never-ending.
But I'm ending that now.
I pull my hand back from the receiver,
I can hold out thru this.
Besides--the phone stopped ringing.
For some reason, I pick it up anyways, and I
hear the dial tone.
And I know my strength is back.