The Busy Signal

helenvalentina

Half past ten
Dark morning
Lingering over coffee
My hand strays
Silently prays
Again and again
In barely hidden
Bleak despair
For once again
Again it’s there
The busy signal

I said I’d call
You said you’d be
Waiting by your phone
To answer me
Each time I try
Reveals the lie
For once again
Again it’s there
The busy signal

Perhaps you mean
To make a point
So I understand
Your time’s not yours
So popular
What it is to be
So in demand
Instead it’s pain
You give, no more
For once again
Again it’s there
The busy signal

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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