Tuesday, July 25, 2006
As the phone that rings out.
As curtains billow in the breeze.
As an itch takes hold of the neck.
Only as those who cannot be alone.
Only as those who need company.
Only as those who cannot stand themselves.
As the dark is hung with swollen clouds.
As the restless move their hands and feet.
As the desperate speak long conversation.
As cigarette smoke.
As a single wooden chair.
As a barren cupboard.
As the rumours of others.
As the need for acceptance.
As constant reassurance.
Only as pathetic is lonely.
Only as a sensitive little weakling.
Only as a little creep of self-pity.
As a persistent caller.
As the phone rings out.
As there are no answers.