i cried that night
that morning rather
i didn’t fall asleep until eight thirty

i dreamt about you
the world had ended
our city was a crater
from an impact
unprecedented in size

i wandered aimlessly
i tried to find you
everyone else was dying
my head was bleeding profusely
my ankle was broken
but i didn’t care because i needed to find you
it was all that mattered

i never found you because the ringing of my cellphone woke me up
the number was unfamiliar
it was you
it was you
it was just like before
when you called me
at ten am
and i was asleep on the couch
and you asked me to go canoeing with you
i was too tired
but i wanted to go anyway
if just to see you

(that was the time
you lost your mother’s mascara
which i preferred you without anyway
and i fell out of the boat)

and this time
your voice was the same
soothing
beautiful tone
and i could tell
you were trying your hardest to
sound unfazed