the inevitable April

A 10-key press

and there you’d be

your voice that is

on the line

unreal.

So simple

how we

can summon up

the disembodied

will.

So long ago

the date’s lost

the inevitable April

you made the choice.

How can it be

within arms reach

all that

I’ve lost?

When years

of discouragement

put you beyond

my hopes and dreams.

I hate that mockery

that can bring

connection

without correction

of misery.

I’ve endured

because I once

in a 10-key press

heard that voice

that staggered

my belief

in the unity of one

and caused me

to believe

however skeptically

in the reality

of you.

11/13/09