myself with the tone of my voice,
how harsh
and loud
i speak into the phone
when
transferred
from one person to the next,
my questions
going unanswered
after
thirty long minutes.
i'm angry.
put the smartest person
in the bank
on the phone, i yell out
with frustration.
they put me on hold
while a symphony of
music plays.
i carry the phone into
the bathroom
and look in the mirror.
who is this person
i wonder?
is this the real me
coming out?
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