Dial Tone

Three minutes is the record now.

We talked about the rain,

the mileage on the truck, and how

the winter causes pain.

Then the click, then the hum,

the heavy vibration in the ear.

I am the son he’s running from

and the man he’s grown to fear.

I look at his photo on the shelf

and see the jawline set in stone.

I am becoming him myself

in the house I keep alone.