Rewind
It's
not that I'd forgotten
Our
three hour conversation
Your
voice in my head
From
New Mexico
Across
the north Texas panhandle
Keeping
me company
Making
me laugh
Dark
of the moon
Stars
so very bright
Driving
on through the night
Redialing
When
the cell signal black holes
Interrupted
What I
didn't remember
Was
the message that you left
The
first time we were cut off
On the
second of November
I ran
across it
While
clearing out my crowded voicemail
Just
yesterday
You
said your name
And I
rejoiced
To
unexpectedly hear your voice
Echo
in my head
Once
again
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