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Cryptic contact
No rhyme or reason
What’s it really all about?
The call, a query
Inane conversation
Harmless seeming banter
“Hey, what’s shakin’?”
“How have you been?”
Sly code seeking new status
Nothing implied
No point or promise
Merely checking now and then
“Husband is well”
“Yeah, wife’s good too”
Nothing more to speak of
She knows she’s changed
That life long gone
Why cling to that persona?
He’s different too
Intent not known
What’s he seek to find there?
Farewell for now
“We’ll talk again soon
Catch you on the flip side”
“Sure, later babe
Must keep in touch”
Shades of disappointment
Beg your pardon?
What was the purpose?
As much to blame as he is
This trip they make
From time to time
Down a path that leads them nowhere
Miss Demure Restraint 
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October 9, 2011 at 2:39 pm
diantethepoet
i love this poem
October 9, 2011 at 4:31 pm
Miss Demure Restraint
Thank so very much.
October 9, 2011 at 3:36 pm
Hazel
“cryptic contact” intrigues me; reminds me of Da Vinci Code.
October 9, 2011 at 6:13 pm
Miss Demure Restraint
Thank you? Always enjoy another perceptive.
October 9, 2011 at 3:47 pm
Aeria
Two sides of conversation. This is really thought provoking! Nicely done 🙂
October 9, 2011 at 4:34 pm
Miss Demure Restraint
I must admit it was Kismet. I had this poem mostly written when I saw the prompt and that never happens. It was the “push” that got me to finish it.
Thank you.
October 9, 2011 at 9:24 pm
Anthony North
There’s so much between the lines here. Excellently done.
October 9, 2011 at 9:27 pm
Miss Demure Restraint
Why thank you for noticing.
Thank you.
October 9, 2011 at 9:56 pm
oldegg
What a sad and insightful poem with all those feelings of apathy, loss and hopelessness so well conveyed.
October 9, 2011 at 10:21 pm
Miss Demure Restraint
Why, thank you.
October 9, 2011 at 11:44 pm
Aaron
Wow, that really says a lot about the people who come in and out of our lives. Very well done.
October 10, 2011 at 12:04 am
Miss Demure Restraint
Thank you very much.
October 10, 2011 at 1:41 am
zongrik
…and at the end, what did they really say? what was communicated?
October 10, 2011 at 1:48 am
Miss Demure Restraint
zongrik – “I’m not available.” LOL
October 10, 2011 at 2:48 am
On Paper Wings
So many fragments of life here.. lovely
October 10, 2011 at 2:00 pm
Miss Demure Restraint
Yeah, fragments . . . great description.
Thanks.
October 11, 2011 at 5:49 am
pepsoid
Who hasn’t had one of those conversations where we say nothing yet say everything? Nicely elucidated!
October 11, 2011 at 9:03 am
Miss Demure Restraint
Oh yes.
October 11, 2011 at 2:04 pm
Scott Mitchell
I always get a chill type of feeling when reading your work. Your style pulls me in and I can relate deeply
October 11, 2011 at 2:30 pm
Miss Demure Restraint
That means a lot to me as I so enjoy your writing.
Thanks
October 15, 2011 at 3:03 am
Belva Staples
I like this poem. Since the conversations never go anywhere, they might as well quit calling.
October 15, 2011 at 4:14 pm
Miss Demure Restraint
But somehow, they never do. Thank you for stopping by.