Your name on the screen--
my heart filled with water,
my stomach with salt.
Oh God, what I would have given
to answer that call
and hear your old voice
from before the long, choking years
of its descending silence
like I sometimes do in dreams.
But as I summoned the strength
for a cheerful hello
the call cut off
and the salt ate through to the water
to pour out into
the vast space left
in the silence of your voice.
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