there is a resonance when you put down the phone
a resonance that buzzes in my blood
and festers in the brain
eating amd gnawing away
like the yellowed petals of an infection

i sat down and i cried today
from the sheer load of things left undone
and the loving words unsaid

because i needed to be near you
but you couldnt hear my calling


with one i feel like a grown woman
stilletos and french perfume
with the other i feel like a little child
candied smiles and stockinged feet