Text Me

My cell phone is ringing.

I can hear it singing.

I stare at it.

But I don't answer it.

I know who it is.

What the fuck gives?

Why aren't they texting me?

They know I have anxiety.

It's not a crime.

To not answer the line.

I'll text them later.

When I am braver.

How did we used to answer our phones?

The caller at the time was unknown.

No caller I.D.

Just let me be.

A stranger on the line.

Oh what a time?

Who could it be?

Let me see.

I see your name flash on by.

It's better to just let it lie.

Maybe, I'm too busy to talk?

Or I went out for a walk.

Pretending that I'm not home.

Even though I'm all alone.

Staring down at my phone.

Waiting for it to stop ringing.

Quit your singing.

So I can text you later.

When I'm a little braver.