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‘’He’s dead.’’









‘ ’An accident.’’









I hear the voice say









crackling over the line









a poor connection








Dead








I say all the words that don’t












matter anymore








I think blankly








It is hardly real








a dream








I drop the phone








what poor etiquette I display









It is unreal









to think he









is dead









My mind does not accept it









does not digest it









I expect to see him









around a corner sometime soon









No grief floods me









There is only shock









I am heartless?










shock
















It’s a funny thing






but I’m not laughing






I’m too numb to laugh, anyway






but if I’m numb why do I






ache?





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Thesilentraven This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 18, 2010 at 4:59 pm
This is a very interesting and well written piece.  The space between the lines is clever; it conveys to me the way that shock seems to disconnect thoughts. I loved how you illustrated grief through numbness. The last two lines were great!
 
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