True Love of Coffee

I recall, fumbling my thoughts
pressing each number once, perhaps twice.
Trying to faithfully remember why I spoke
as I laughed at my own emotions.

My phone cleary said, “inteference free”
Yet the technology of life had failed the process
of connecting my spirit to another,
as if I was in a place with no reception.

If no one else understood,
how I perceived the blinking red light,
telling me my battery was low,
and questioning if I could try again.

I redial once more,
waiting for the voice of someone I adore,
one ring after another,
only to hear their voice asking me to leave a message.

My thoughts try to sound care free,
yet my heart comically faulters my voice,
and defines me as a fool, as I listen
to the humorous words of my own creation.

I wonder, if I try one more time,
Could I recall a brief moment,
when my words are perfect, without question,
and I press the button to end my call.

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