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The call

William E. Raftery

It’s once in this time,
Of the loathsome pining,
Awaiting the inevitable.

The ring of the phone starts it,
Bastard cousin to the alarm clock,
The true initial culprit of it all.

Stagger the guilt all around here,
But something is the cause of today,
And the someone who must pay is me.

The wishing away of this hurt,
(Called morning) lies not in hope,
But fear the plea will never even be received at all.

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