everyone that i have met

since you have left

seems to be a connection;

…the six degrees of my obsession.

your voice, your expressions-

they stick out like an implanted impression

embedded into my head and

love, there is nothing i have not tried

to get you, your name, your number

out of my mind.

but i cannot shake those digits

and i cannot make my digits

stop from dialing those seven.

my fingers know, with eyes closed

where to go on the telephone;

the three, one and the double fives

that lead to your hellos.

i have five digits that wont quit

your seven.

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