Bleh with Barry

Random with a cynical twist of lime.


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A simple message on my machine

Telling me you’ll be home at five.

Your tone is rich and soothing,

The sound has not changed.

Reassurance that dinner is on its way

And we’ll get to consume it together.

Another call…there had been a chow mein

Explosion, and all the pretty horses and

The EMT men could not put you back again.

A simple voicemail flashing on a screen…

A totem of what used to be…Will I ever completely

Erase the memory…or will you continue to remind me

Never to ask for Chinese…

Written by uncannynerdyguy

April 9, 2010 at 7:00 pm

Posted in Poetry

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