The Quiet World (part)
(I didn't like the first few lines...)
...one hundred and sixty-seven words, per day.
When the phone rings,
I put it to my ear without saying hello.
In the restaurant I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.
Late at night, I call my long distance lover,
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.
When she doesn't respond,
I know she's used up all her words,
so I slowly whisper
I love you thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.
...one hundred and sixty-seven words, per day.
When the phone rings,
I put it to my ear without saying hello.
In the restaurant I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.
Late at night, I call my long distance lover,
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.
When she doesn't respond,
I know she's used up all her words,
so I slowly whisper
I love you thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.