I dialled your number.
I sent some messages.
Response held-up in
Vehicular traffic of
silence.
Transmitting voidness in the
Midst of a dead silence from
A dead telephone line.
A loud silence responded,
Diverting answers into
The vortex of emptiness.
Clock of silence lightly enstopped
Beacons of response.
When l dialled your line,
When l sent some
messages,
Voiceless echoes permeated
Membrane of hindrance,
Waging wars of friction.
But l dialled your number.
Feb 21, 2019
Feb 21, 2019 at 4:54 PM UTC
I dialled your number.
I sent some messages.
Response held-up in
Vehicular traffic of
silence.
Transmitting voidness in the
Midst of a dead silence from
A dead telephone line.
A loud silence responded,
Diverting answers into
The vortex of emptiness.
Clock of silence lightly enstopped
Beacons of response.
When l dialled your line,
When l sent some
messages,
Voiceless echoes permeated
Membrane of hindrance,
Waging wars of friction.
But l dialled your number.