IV   Communications

I phoned him from a standing stone

to prove to him that I was still there.

And I was worshipful:

granite, horizon, message, air.

I called him from a holy well

hoping for miracles, a cure.

My prayers cost dearly in time

and candles. But he didn’t care.

I dialled via satellite.

I needed an answer to my despair.

I got it. Sorry, we can’t connect you.

Please try again later. Nobody here.