One might wonder why no one answers your call,
It keeps ringing and ringing,
Full of love, or help, or a hug,
Given freely to whoever answers.
But no one answers and you drop the phone,
In the midst of a cool dark mist.
And you look at your feet and shift your head,
You look down as the phone disconnects and then there is silence,
And then-
You are alone again like you usually are.

One might wonder why no one excepts love.