Missed Connection
My mom tells me it’s my choice,
she won’t pull me either way.
That I can call you if I want,
but I don’t know what to say.I scroll down all my recent calls.
Fuck I can’t even find you in that list.
What delicious irony it must be
to only find you under “favorites”.I call and with every ring
I hold my breath and repeat,
“She wont pick up, she wont pick up”.
My voicemail message is brief.An hour later and my phone buzzes;
a hurried reply to my morning text.
Am I imagining it or is it curt?
Maybe she was just out of breath.My mother said to let it all go,
we’re starting over from scratch.
So I choke out a cheerful response
and try to forget the past.But I just don’t care anymore,
I think the damage is done.
It’s been two hours since a reply,
and now I’m hoping there’s none.
