Once upon a time
people waited

There were people
some of them smarter than me
who paced around the kitchen or sat
by their phone

for hours
sometimes days
at home
for a person who might call

Sometimes the calls came
smiling, filling a room with
the long plastic cord wrapped around
their arms
temporary bracelets

Sometimes the calls came
cold and monotone
delivering nothing
but insincere words

Other times
the calls
didn't come at all

while the phone
sitting at the end of the bed
offered only
a frequently checked dialtone

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