No More Questions
by Eve Adam, a.k.a. Harmonic Eve
The phone could ring while I was sleeping,
Yet I left the ringer on.
All through the day, I tried your number,
But your line was always busy.
You called at last and
I was cordial.
I asked you what was wrong.
You said the phone was
not behaving.
You blamed it on equipment.
You said you'd be out, and
arrive home late.
I asked you to call, once home.
So attentive you were before
today
That I wondered at the change.
Too many questions, too
many demands,
You said were coming from me.
What have I asked but
to know you are safe?
What do I want but your friendship?
Yes, questions to make polite
conversation,
Demands that you let me be me.
You want no more questions; I have no demands.
You want to be free, then be free!
by Eve Adam, a.k.a. Harmonic Eve (December 9, 2007)
