Ever wondered the purpose of a voicemail message? If people listen? What should we really say? Here’s a poem of what I think I would put on a message if someone called. This comes from a portfolio I have been working on and I hope you all enjoy!
I’m not here at the moment,
but I hope that my sweet static
electrical voice can make up for
the absence of my soul that’s left.
Nothing is more lonely than talking
into a speaker with hopes that someone
will put their cool, aluminum phone
up to their warm eats to hear a voice.
They say a man’s breath and final words
count for something, so how’s this?
Will you leave your name and number,
a reason why you’re calling?
Or will you say how you’ve missed me,
want to catch up, ask if I have children,
does the job pay. I just pray I hear this
before the voicemail hangs me up.