| What
Is Wrong With This Phone February, 2001
Friends from afar wonder
how to approach
this abyss,
try to reach out
to hold me,
but I cannot be reached.
How, I don’t know
but a few make it through.
The ones who sit simply,
going nowhere,
nothing to say,
fearless,
quietly witness the whirlwind
passing through.
Copyright © 2001-2003
Kristen Spexarth
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