Telephone: A Voice From Afar

January 4, 2018
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From afar, over mountains, crossed oceans,
separated by day and night like
Achilles and Patroclus,
life and death like an intertwined web,
spider silk and soft whispers into pillows,
morse code between walls,
Odysseus’ boat journey home,
the horse that came into Troy.


A voice, the last call of the desperate,
screaming for help, falling and drowning,
lips pressed against ears, hands gripped
around the receiver, lost loves trying to reach out,
to hear it, to hold it, to have it one more time,
like Achilles and Patroclus,
like Odysseus and Penelope,
like Helen and Paris,
Greece and Troy.


A voice from afar,
the screams across the seas,
the hand that grasps across realms
to hold a lover,
like Achilles and Patroclus,
the waves that ripple towards
the mournful cries of a wife,
like Odysseus and Penelope,
the words that start a war,
Paris and Helen,
Greece and Troy.

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