long distance blues

When I think of all those times I called long distance,
all those words I said and meant along the wires:
a love with such emotion that it choked on its own motion.
I'm going to paint my next truck blue, named after you.

Silly me, consuming credit renting 'phone lines,
bubbling happy like the gargling of a goose.
In your quiet I got the notion that we had the magic potion.
I'm going to paint my next truck blue, named after you.

We had a lot of liking, love; lots of longing
for a magic world each thought the other knew.
At our best we were a Nation! Now we're mutual sedation.
I'm going to paint my next truck blue, named after you.

When I think of all those times I called long distance,
all those words I put on picture postal cards —
not aware what we were riding was a train stuck on a siding.
I'm going to paint my next truck blue, named after you.

Long Distance Blues appeared on the Poetic Peaches and Dreams website.