【A Poem】: On the Phone

He sounds like a stranger

Sort of

But not very much

His voice coarse and nasal

His tone lumpy and rolling

As a river meandering

It makes our exchange of greetings sound

Feeble and frail

Like a chat over the counter

In a pharmacy

Not knowing what medicine to take

A much expected phone call

Survived only five minutes

Before exhaustion on both ends

I said goodbye but

Forgot who first hang up

(2025.02.22)