May 23, 2011 19:58
The Ubiquity Of The Need For Love
Ronald Koertge
I leave the number and a short
message on every green Volvo
in town
Is anything wrong?
I miss you.
574-7423
The phone rings constantly.
One says, Are you bald?
Another, How tall are you in
your stocking feet?
Most just reply, Nothing's wrong.
I miss you, too.
Come quick.
poetry