I made the call,

to an emotional connection

after three months of loss

gone

 

bats in my stomach

loose bowls

tears

try to overflow the well

in my eyes.

I made the call,

 

to give greetings far away

well wishes, thanks

and hopes for well being

to one

 

who planted a trivial seed

that grew into anxious hope.

Betrayed the trust of my heart

to reopen a wound bypassed.

 

I made the call.

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