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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471545" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Telephone</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A slumbering telephone: <br>The silence rang<br>Like a gun shot<br>An artisan of death<br>Sitting in a pillar<br>Unmoved and distant<br>In the lofty expanse<br>Where had gone<br>The peripatetic phantoms<br>Of the dial tones? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lying in supine<br>Without a twitch<br>Black and lacquer<br>Bleak and sober<br>Cringing in the latticing network<br>As I shrivel, waiting<br>Futilely for a kind drizzle</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My eyes wept, slept<br>Juxtaposed the wide open heart<br>Trifling the eroded buttons<br>Groveling for emergency<br>Sinking deeper in the inert<br>Motions of the frequency</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I fell, unknowingly, <br>Into a gravid pit<br>Of another wishful thinking<br>That somebody out there<br>Is deciphering the lullaby<br>That put the telephone to die<br>In a perpetual sleep, <br>And there was the gloriole falling<br>Clambering the beckon<br>Of a peremptory delusion<br>Shrilling mellifluously<br>I picked up the phone<br>Crushed it into my ears<br>Only to listen<br>To the tightening lynch<br>In a sharply flat lilt<br>Of the dreary dial tone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471545" data-title="Telephone de Norman Santos" data-description="A slumbering telephone: The silence rang Like a gun shot An artisan of death Sitting in a pillar Unmoved and distant In the lofty expanse Where had gone The peripatetic phantoms Of the dial tones? Lying in supine Without a twitch Black and lacq..."></div> </div> </div>
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