to tell you
how much i miss you
before you lose patience
with me
i have thirty minutes
to tell you
how special you are
before you toss the phone
into the air
scream that silent scream
that i always hear with
my heart
and come back again
with that sickeningly sweet
voice
polite in phone language
but
devoid of feeling
tracing down
the middle of the road
to the darkness
i find you in
my dreams
thirty minutes
isn't enough
to remember
what you are to me
but then
how much time
does it take
to trace the rest
of your insanity?
(time)
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