Cafe Del Soul
By Marc Carver -- Contributing Poet -- [Email This Item]
I walked past the pay phone
and it started to ring.
I asked the man in the motorized wheelchair
if it was for him.
He said no,
so I went and picked it up.
The man said something I could not make out
a name I think.
I told him this was a pay phone
and he said something else I could not make out.
I don't know who I was expecting
I put the phone down
and walked off.
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