Chance may be a fine thing so they say <br /> And chance may make a difference today <br /> <br /> <br />Brrrrr...Brrrr… <br /> “pick up Martha <br />Brrrr…Brrrr… <br /> pick up. pick up! <br />Brrrr…Brrrr… <br /> answer, oh God! <br /> why doesn’t she answer? <br /> she’s lost her phone… <br /> she’s at a meeting… <br /> she’s afraid in the new job… <br />Brrrr…Brrrr… <br /> some insurance company <br /> in the Tower <br /> which Tower <br /> shit. I can’t remember <br />Brrrr…Brrrr… <br /> oh God. look. it’s terrible. <br /> the end of the world <br /> the end of our world <br />Brrr…Brrr… <br /> please God, please God. I’ll be good <br /> I’ll pray. I’ll give money <br /> but please let her answer” <br />Brrrr…Brrrr… <br />Brrrr…Brrrr… <br />Brrrr… <br /> “hello….hello….that you Albert.. <br /> I was asleep….I got flu honey… <br /> …remember? ” <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> The end of someone else’s world today <br /> Martha and Albert live to die another way <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Martin Swords <br />Prompt Poems <br />“Valentine” Feb ‘08<br /><br />Martin Swords<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/new-york-valentine-9-11/
