Cacophony
the phone rang in the night, then
there was talk in the tone of trouble.
she tried to hear more than a few words
in the brown darkness of unanticipated guilt
the phone rang in the night, then
there was talk in the tone of trouble.
she tried to hear more than a few words
in the brown darkness of unanticipated guilt
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