A Call Poem by robert dickerson

A Call



ring, ring, ring, ring. 'hello'

The sound of running water. Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty, the sound of running water, a bathtub, a spigot, a roar, a lion, the sound of twenty seconds, ten seconds, running water. Click, zoop, hum, three, four, stop, stop, stop. AMTMA, click, zoop. A. A major. A minor. A sharp, a flat, a flight, a fright, a right, a fight. An arpeggio in A minor. Thirty-fourth. Stop. Stop, ETOHOTE, EMAUSUA, boop, eleahe, eleahe, poob, AMTMA, a lion, a roar, water, water running, running away forever, running awayawa. Eternal spirit of the endless water, water running, water forever reverse of fire, water, earth, air, aria. Water, water running aroar of water, earth, ariatrea, water, prk, park, bark, bark, bark! Park bark. MGYM MGYM 947 dooz, owns, poob, poob. Nepp, nepp, nepp, nepp. Subbus, subbus, bussub, bussub, West sixteenth, West fifteenth, West fourteenth, B&H, B&H, byehi, byehi, bye, twenty seconds, ten seconds, five seconds, water, water, running, running water, cleck, click, cluck, clock, clepp, boop, boop, ATMTA, five, four, three, two, one, fire, fire running, water, warer running. A third, a fourth, a fifth, tuneful and sweet, opening windows to green fields obscured by sunshine. Details...

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kevin Patrick 31 October 2011

This is one weird trip, but a great stream of consciounce expression that speaks about phone calls I guess. Very cool.

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