our bedroom walls fill with
stomach-aching laughter
your feet dance mid-air
as you lay in our covers
you talk sincerely and
you listen carefully
to the sweet voice
on your phone
as I sit outside
hollow and
forgotten
Edit: I realize the poem may have been ambiguous or misinterpreted, but I did enjoy reading your comments. I suppose we all live different lives when it comes to ambiguity.
For those who wish to know, the poem is about someone who is sitting out of sight with their dog as they listen to their significant other intimately engaged on the phone with another person. No matter what phone conversation is discussed, at the end of the day, the dog sits with the someone and h
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