She Said

“Call me when you need me”

she said, “If

you ever want to hang out.”

“If

you ever need to get away.”

I can’t

accept her offer.

Not yet.

Not until

after the first waves

of resonating feedback

my quavering microphone

against her speaker

the volume is up

too high

but

I’m lying low.

Quiet.

Don’t

look at me when

I’m vulnerable

in my adoration

and desire.

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