Wrong No.

Yesterday I called

A wrong No.

I was trying to

Phone my aunt

But a man picked up

With a big

Booming

Voice

And an accent

Distinctly

American

‘Penny Mask?

Never heard of her’

He boomed

Down the receiver

‘Wrong no.’ he

Concluded.

And I: ‘Sorry

To waste your time’

‘No problem. I

Hope you find

That aunt

Of yours’

So we said

Goodbye

And put

Down our

Phones

And I

Sat for

A while

On the

Window seat.

I thought

About the man

With his

Big loud

Voice

And his

Friendly words

Down the phone.

I wondered

Who he was

And

What he was

And

How it had

Come to be

That I should

Phone him

Catch him

As he went

About his life

For just a

Moment

Making a

Connection

Between us

A phone

Conversation

The only contact

We will

(Probably)

Ever have.

The phone rang.

Someone with the

Wrong No.

 

Reviews

[Beatrice Mars]

wow, you gave me a nice little grin in the morning (a very hard thing to do)

i hate wrong numbers though, i always seem to get an indian takeaway.......