A POEM - SORRY BABE, I REALLY AM

SORRY BABE, I REALLY AM
She called me up
on the phone one night.
It was late
and I didn’t answer
because I was asleep.
She sounded very drunk.
Mostly all my friends
got very drunk each night.
She kept saying into the phone
at long, slow intervals “you...you...YOU...you...you...YOU!”
Then there was a longer silence
which she finally broke by whispering,
“YOU did this to me...”
After a little heavy breathing
the phone clicked off.
In my head I had the thought,
“god, I fuckin’ love her!”