I wish you ended this call with a –
“You hang up, no you hang up”
Instead you, let the silence hang around-
then, hung up.
Fingers crossed, hoping you’d call back and blame it on bad signal.
Instead, phone turns to lock screen and I realise I’m single.
Hit rock bottom with a self-inflicted rock bottom-
Out for the count.
Mind goes walk-about about you going to Walkabout.
Please tonight don’t go out.
We know how flirty you get on vodka.
For safe measure, please my treasure-
Tell people you’re not single and stick to single measures.