Call Me

Ring, ring, ring.

The messages pour in

And send your phone

Into disruption.

Ring, ring, ring.

Calls and voicemails

File in

At the speed of light.

Ring, ring, ring.

Notifications attack,

Conquer

And flood in like an army of soldiers.

Ring, ring, ring.

The sound that never leaves your ears

Like blood furiously pounding

And the beat of your heart.

Ring, ring, ring.

I’ll always be available

And ready to take your call.

So, call me.

Published by Issy Juanita

A writer with many stories, poems and ideas to tell...

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