By terry
Date: 16 October 2000
Much Worse
Oh, the thought
that rips through the heart, the brain
when we hear the ring
of the phone after midnight
just as a dream starts to unwind
just as the angels carry me away thru the night
to be with you.
Terror at the sound of a loved one
crying in the dark.
Or worse yet,
trying to hold back the tears
you hear in the tremble of their voice
being strong
just for you.
There's nothing much worse than the sound
of a phone in the night.
Except maybe
your voice
telling me goodbye
goodbye
goodbye.
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