Excuse me, Operator

Murder Tramp Birthday

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Excuse me, Operator,
what time is it again?
The mechanic response echoes
on an empty line
Sorry to bother you like this,
I just called to find out
if you still think I’m worthy

and did you know?
some people would hurt you if they could get away with it
I scream into the handset after the signal’s been cut off
It’s easier to talk to the ghost of you
’cause you were never a great listener

I cannot tell mind and matter apart,
I draw an image of a razor-blade and let it cut my skin
I used to think artists were crazy
while I opened my mouth like a heathen
and fed of the marrow of your words
had sex with the concept until my patience ran dry
endless nights of never-sated cravings
the daydream that turned into a nightmare, and then into you
Now I’m chasing…

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Author: Sudden Denouement

A Literary Collective

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