Waiting for Toni
whom I've stopped
answering

so to address
this ghost
this most

who won't
stop by
and fall

on
my
sword

this is death
this is fear
this is panic

gritting my teeth
there's always my beef
with (something)

and scrambling time
over furniture
and feelings

and i am here
waiting for
her surrender

knowing well
maybe not
knowing

fearing well
maybe
frightened

as i operate
at this
dangerous edge

gambling i am
with
your truth

showing it
to
you

sorry
again
really

How does
this
not stick

as i
sit
crying

if you were
crying over me
i'd take your call