Karmella's Game One Phone Call
Will myself to fall asleep, pretend I'm not afraid of
losing.
Reassurance gratifies for just one moment then you're
gone.
With one phone call.
It's not that I don't think it's you, it's just the
payoff never comes.
It's not that I want to be through, it's just you're
gone.
Temperature of comfort's dropping, it takes less to
quench desire.
Heartbeat slows and body stiffens with the chill.
Eyes are closed and lashes frosted, heart’s secure in
hibernation.
We'll continue living through delivery.
Years go by and we're still frozen, pining for the days
together.
I’d still call you often just to hear you breathe.
Years go by and we'll remember it takes time to thaw the
bloodstream,
on the shelf together, we're invincible.
