Rest Disrupted
I rest with head and feet raised on
two pillows each,
My ping pong mind dribbling slower
And slower among my duties past and
future
When the phone rings, once. Annoyed
awake I focus
On possible callers: A ring once and
hang up. Perhaps
They’ll try again. Or someone in the
house answered
And heard important information.
More likely
They were offered a billing service
if our company
Accepts credit card payments. Or a
sales
Rep in North Carolina sees we should
be needing
Disinfectant. Which makes me wonder
From my bed if we have used up the
six gallons
We bought last year to receive free
shipping.
Not likely. Or the recorded voice
was NOT concerned
About our credit card but we should
know--at
Which point I would press “1” to remove our name
From their list, an action that
hasn’t worked
In six years. No footfalls in the
hall mean no one
Is coming to get me. But the damage
is done;
Curiosity rattles rest from my mind
and
The fall out shoves me from the bed.
Finis.
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