By jgleve@webtv.net
Date: 26 January 2000

Slurring

You called me the other night unexpectedly
Caught me off guard, without the proper shields
to once again prevent your onslaught of rambling
love that means nothing now...too late...too soon
too anything.

You cried out to me needing another rescue from
your world of pain...that you have created..
and only you can stop it...not me...your evermore
stoic rock of security
Tears do not move me any longer

You wish to see me again?
Whatever for....to use to prop up your depths of 
self pity, to assure you that you are ok...when you are not?
Not from my old friend....no more...call your local provider of whatever it is that makes you feel so safe...that numbness you crave..to feel nothingness..
what a life!

Me?...I am fine...dry your tears, pray to God, 
call me in the morning.....when you can be My support, my lover, my rock, my friend....
Slurring ....gets you nowhere.......