COUNSELOR: Poetry Crisis Line, what is your emergency?
CALLER: Why is it I want to cry?
COUNSELOR: I don’t know. Why do you think it is?
COUNSELOR: What, like the bird?
COUNSELOR: Or the verb? When you say cry, do you mean you want to cry out? To crow about something?
CALLER: tell me.
COUNSELOR: I think you need to seek that answer for yourself.
CALLER: There is a shadow passing by.
COUNSELOR: It’s OK if you want to wait for it to pass. Or you can go into the shadow and look for the answer. However you’d like.
CALLER: The willows call me.
COUNSELOR: Are they on the other line? Do you need to get that?
CALLER: Why would an old woman weep?
COUNSELOR: There are many reasons. What’s yours?
COUNSELOR: The ones on call waiting?
CALLER: tell me, willow.
COUNSELOR: No, ma’am, this is still the Poetry Crisis Line. The willows are on the other line.
CALLER: Crows went flying through my sleep.
COUNSELOR: That sounds distracting. Did they land in the willows?
CALLER: I cry and follow
COUNSELOR: I’m sorry. I’m afraid I really don’t follow.