Dial Tone

I'm holding the phone.
I'm sitting alone.
Hanging on the line,
all this time;
You've long since gone,
but I still stay on.

Just me and the dial tone.

Perhaps; maybe; just possibly;
it indeed is only me,
but I needed you,
and I thought you needed me too,
but,
your time you've better things to do with,
and I should really get a clue, it's
just me and a dial tone.

It's another lonely night
where nothing feels quite right,
and all I have to turn to
is this drone I'm clinging to;
a steady hum conveying bits
of the loneliness of reality, it's
just me and the dial tone.

March 13, 1994