Don't call him
Don't call him
Don't call him
Think of something else to do
Just don't call him
What if he calls me
What would we say
Just the same old shit
Nothing new
Don't call him
My heart is heavy
So much to say
Just need time
Time to heal
Time to remember why we broke up in the first place
Seconds
Minutes
Hours
Have to fill them so I
Don't call him
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.