Posted by: Ashley July 5, 2005
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Phone Buzzes, heart Jigs
I turned anemic on the phone
The hit of coins in the telephone box
The Moment!
The Words!
Hushed hearsay to swap
Couldn't You Say to
The wishes were whispers
And they didn't go through
Two psyches murmur in the same idiom
And talk of many things, formless.
Nothing righteous can come from it
but pigeons have germs.....
Ashley!