don't call me when i'm drinking
because i will tell you the truth
and not the truth that's truthful
but one that's tooth-tensing rude

however, if you do call
you may hear me whispering the truth
the kind that makes you smile
despite the surface attitude

i gave my gun a spin
threw it in the air
and caught it with my teeth
waiting for phone to ring
while resisting the growing need
to write a long and truthful letter
about the days spent on the phone
speaking to the patience
of the dull unchanging tone